Yunhe Sect, as an entity that had long dominated this region, was already like an Emperor of the soil, let alone its Sect Master, who was a powerful cultivator since the foundation of the sect and had remained strong ever since.
The exalted status of his position goes without saying.
However, precisely because of this, among the cultivators who had survived that chaotic carnage of a hundred thousand years, most had received the beneficence of the Purple-Bearded White Dragon at some point.
"No need for pleasantries, saving lives is urgent."
The Yunhe Sect Master gently waved his sleeve, stopping Fairy Zi Lan from bowing, and instead, he gave a salutation as one would to a peer.
The friends from the East Dragon Palace, encountering trouble on lands under his own supervision, and Yunhe Sect being unaware of it, was embarrassing enough.
