How Utterly Boring

In the short span of one yuanhui, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan successively occupied the Western Continent and the Northern Continent.

The speed of these campaigns had been remarkably fast.

It was perfectly reasonable for the Qilin Clan to conquer the Northern Continent so quickly. After all, there were no top-tier major clans on the Northern Continent, so the Qilin Clan had not encountered much resistance at all.

Most of the time had been spent claiming territory and dividing the spoils, with a little more time wasted on haggling.

Even a meal had to be divided into separate pots; not even the Qilin Clan was an exception.

The Qilin Clan took most of it, while the remaining innate races merely got a sip of the meat broth.

In some lower-level worlds, such a division would have caused them to fall apart in minutes. How could they divide things like that?

But in a world where top-tier experts could decide everything, it truly could be divided that way!

One family swallowing everything was entirely reasonable and normal.

For the Qilin Clan, if they had not needed manpower to manage the Eastern Continent and the Northern Continent, they likely would not even have shared out the meat broth.

The Eastern Continent and Northern Continent were simply too vast. Though the Qilin Clan had many members, they still could not manage such enormous territories.

Moreover, there was a whole series of miscellaneous trivial matters. Naturally, members of the Qilin Clan could not handle all those tasks themselves, so they needed manpower.

You could not expect sheep to run without feeding them grass. That would not work even in a Great Thousand World.

No one among the myriad races of the Primordial World had been surprised that the Northern Continent would be