The disciples had yet to grow up, and the sect truly faced a life-or-death moment due to lack of succession.
Chu Zheng sent a message to explain the situation to the Elder in the side hall before he slowly stepped into the main hall. Fu Quanliang was sitting by the Jade Table on one side of the hall, his brow furrowed as he sorted through the accounts for the month.
Though the foundation of Taixuan had greatly declined, the accounts still represented a significant sum.
The monthly distribution of cultivation resources for the disciples, the materials needed by the Elders, the consumption of spiritual materials for alchemy and crafting artifact spirits, the inventory of the Holy Land's treasury, Taixuan City's tax revenues, the cultivation resources tributed by various powers, and the loans Taixuan had given to other forces—
