In terms of area, Black Wind Island was slightly smaller than Yuangui Island in the Great Wilderness Sea, but it was still vast in the extreme. The island's longest stretch was nearly a hundred li; never mind the thinly staffed Hundred Herb Sect—even settling a great and famous sect here would not pose the slightest problem.
Not to mention that the Black Wind Bandits had operated this place for several thousand years. Though they were bandits, their life on the island was not much different from that of an ordinary cultivation sect. Cultivation caves, herb gardens, and warehouses were almost all ready-made.
The only thing the Hundred Herb Sect had to do was receive it all and turn this enormous family fortune entirely into their own.
Though the Black Wind Bandits were not many in number, compared to the sparsely populated Hundred Herb Sect, they still had at least three times as many people.
Therefore, there was a great surplus of cultivation caves, herb gardens, and artifact refining rooms.
Even the lowest-ranked cultivators, even disciples at the Spirit Movement Stage, could occupy a cultivation cave.
Such treatment would never exist in any great and famous sect.
It was simply extravagant!
And even under such wasteful circumstances, there were still large numbers of cultivation caves left empty. From this, one could imagine just how grateful the Hundred Herb Sect cultivators, from top to bottom, were toward Lin Xuan.
One had to know that the cultivation caves they were now using had once belonged, at worst, to Core Condensation Realm cultivators.
There was no helping it. Who had made the Black Wind Bandits' requirements for joining so strict? If one had not stepped into the Core Condensation Realm, no one would even consider letting them sneak in as a small fry.
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