Everyone left the Taixu Illusory Realm and returned to Ming Lun Martial Arts School.
"Sun, the place is still as big as it always was."
Wang Chao sensed the expanse of the Ming Lun Martial Arts School, twenty-four acres of land, no different from before, but the number of students had increased. Most were students, followed by the wealthy scions from all over the world.
It was still possible to accommodate so many people for now, but in a year or two, it probably wouldn't be enough.
"It will gradually get bigger in the future," Sun Shisheng said with a glint of gold in his eyes, seeing the rise of Ming Lun's destiny, improving day by day, flourishing more with each passing day.
As for the saying "what prospers must decline," it did not apply here at Ming Lun.
After all, Sun Shisheng was still there, and so were Li Hansha, Wang Chao, Tang Zichen, Chan Yinsha, and others, all inseparably connected to Ming Lun.
As long as they were there, Ming Lun would never decline.
