"Me? The supreme sect master?"
Li Tianming stood in the Guan Zizai Realm, looking at the vast Eternal Dao Sect.
At that moment, besides the more than three hundred Star Ancestors, hundreds of thousands of Eternal Dao Sect disciples had been struck by Jiang Feiling's rose curse. Each watched Li Tianming hold a rose, their expressions complicated.
"Yes, supreme sect master!"
Hundreds of thousands of disciples answered in unison.
They said the words, but their eyes betrayed their resentment. The rose curse controlled whether they lived or died, not what they thought. As they looked at this "young boy" who was not even a Myriad Origins Eonic God, countless thoughts churned within them.
Li Tianming saw it all.
The Tianming Imperial Dynasty is one thing; the rose curse is another. Both can give me followers, but the former brings absolute rule, absolute faith, and even strength. The latter only makes them submit for now, keeps them from resisting for now, and lets me command them for now.
If I want to make the Eternal Dao Sect part of the Tianming Chaos Imperial Dynasty and truly win these people over, I still have a long road ahead.
Li Tianming was in no hurry.
He had Jiang Feiling on one arm and the Void Star-Refining Tower, with all the inherited resources of a level-seven galaxy, in the other. What was there to hurry about?
It had been a long time since he'd felt so at ease.
With Jiang Feiling and the Void Star-Refining Tower, Li Tianming did not even need to spare the Eternal Dao Sect's legacies and treasures a glance.
"Brother, shall we go to the next place?" Jiang Feiling asked softly, holding his arm.
"All right, Ling'er." Li Tianming nodded.
Their exchange, and the way they stood together as they