"Can a single Great Li Dynasty surpass the montum of Zhengyuan Hall, Xinghai Sword Sect, and Shan Jue Sect?"
"No, it cannot. But what if we add the Luo Family of the Everlasting Realm?"
Qi Ming paused, "The Luo Family hasn’t established branches in the Little South Continent. They’re so far away, would they be willing to help?"
"The Luo Family and the Fan Family are at least nominally in-laws, although..." i Jinqiu’s eyes showed a trace of sadness, "At least we have to try."
"Okay."
After Qi Ming left, i Jinqiu stood on the cliff edge of Eternal Immortal Peak, gazing toward the distant Enlightennt Peak.
The Parasol Tree, growing larger over ti, resembled a giant umbrella sheltering Enlightennt Peak from the wind and rain. The abundant aura of purple and gold intertwined among the peaks, and the disciples of Enlightennt Peak did not let this blessing go to waste, each full of vitality.
This year marked the graduation year of the first batch of five-cycle students since Enlightennt Peak resud enrolling disciples.
They submitted a perfect answer sheet.
Ten disciples, all succeeded in integration.
The Eternal Immortal Sect now had twenty cultivators under the age of one hundred in the Integration Realm.
This signified that the Eternal Immortal Sect had fully beco a significant power on a global scale.
These young disciples, their futures were full of hope.
Given ti, Mahayana was within reach.
i Jinqiu lowered his head, a hint of sourness passing through his nose, "Can you see all this now..."
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, brushing against his cheek.
He imdiately felt a warmth, the sourness in his nose vanished, and after a ripple stirred in his heart, he felt a sense of hope, looking around to find nothing and no one, leaving only a sense of longing.
Old friends are gone,
Return date unknown.
...
The wind carried a Qi ssage signed "Star Plucker" from afar.
Gu Lan read the letter, her brows lowering.
This year still no news of him.
She raised her head to gaze at the fields below the mountain, feeling uninterested. Normally diligent and disciplined, today she couldn’t resist indulging in laziness. But thinking of the various crops being cultivated in the fields, all ant to supply those fighting in the Fallen Immortal Land, she regained her vigor.
The warriors were fighting at the front, how could the supply at the rear not be ticulously managed?
The chaotic Qi in the Fallen Immortal Land, mixed with nurous distractions, posed a substantial challenge to the gatekeepers. Not only did they need to withstand the chaotic Qi’s depletion of cultivation, but also the distractions’ drain on their soul. Additionally, they needed the strength to fend off the True Demon’s advance.
Thus, they required ample resource supply.
Spirit Stones for cultivation replenishnt, elixirs to stabilize the mind, Immortal food to provide nourishnt, talismans, magical artifacts, arrays, and more to increase combat strength...
These consumables were supported by forces worldwide.
Among them, the materials for elixirs and Immortal food mostly ca from farming forces.
The East Continent He Yue Village, as the largest agricultural base, supplied nearly one-third of the required materials for twenty-one Fallen Immortal Land’s elixirs and Immortal food. Daily, a large number of cargo flying ships ferried materials to various parts of the world.
Not a day went by without a clear sky unmarked by activity.
Walking through the fields, Gu Lan’s mind was filled with thoughts on increasing output ratios, effectiveness, and reducing the difficulty in using crops for dicine and food.
At one mont, her platinum hair was lifted by the wind. With a sense of feeling, she swiftly turned around, her erald eyes slightly trembling. The sunset’s glow casting gentle rays on her wheat-toned skin.
Seeing the visitor, Gu Lan felt slightly disappointed.
Her master, Song Weiyu, imdiately sensed her disappointnt and couldn’t help but say:
"Do you really not wish to see ?"
Gu Lan shook her head, smiling slightly, "Not at all. Without Master’s guidance, how could I fully devote myself to the crops on this field?"
"You, ah, sigh." Song Weiyu knew today was the day of the old friend’s letter.
For twenty years, every year on this day, a letter from soone nad "Star Plucker" would be delivered. Although Song Weiyu hadn’t read the letters, from the emotions on her disciple’s face and in her eyes, she could guess the content.
Given her recent disappointed expression, today’s letter must be the sa as those of the past twenty years.
Song Weiyu didn’t say much more and got straight to the point, "So materials from Taiping Continent have issues. The Immortal Farrs can’t figure it out. Several Great Feng Immortals in He Yue Village want you to take a look. Will you go?"
Gu Lan didn’t hesitate, "I’ll go."
"Our route will pass through the Little South Continent. Would you want to visit the Eternal Immortal Sect?"
Gu Lan shook her head, "Stopping would take too much ti; let’s wait until the way back."
"Alright, you prepare then, we’re likely setting out tomorrow morning."
Song Weiyu turned to leave.
The sun lowered as a crescent moon gently rose.
Moonlight spilled over the fields, harmonizing with the spiritual resonance of various crops, tranquil and serene.
"It’s so beautiful." Gu Lan’s gaze was distant as she softly murmured.
"Mm."
Gu Lan seed to hear soone’s affirmative "Mm" in response, abruptly her heart trembled, her soul imdiately opened up, searching everywhere.
But,
There was nothing.
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