At the Supreme Star of Immortal Sect, within a certain secret realm.
The Spiritual Energy here was abundant and all kinds of facilities were complete. Mirror Twelve had transformed into an old man and was using a terminal to watch the news.
These days, it had been living quite comfortably. Although it felt that in a few years, or perhaps a few decades, it would die, no matter what, once a Fifth Order Divine Instrument lay flat, life was indeed good.
At least it didn't need to take out Spirit Stones to help those children who had dropped out of school or lacked resources anymore, right?
The Spirit Stones it owed to others didn't need to be repaid either; it would be killed soon anyway, wouldn't it?
It no longer had to worry about the major affairs of the Immortal Sect all day long, getting itself so worked up to the point of high blood pressure. Instead, now… Huh? Why had the opinions about it on the usual forums and message boards undergone an earth-shattering reversal today?
