Although Mu Qingluan had already reached the Dou Zong realm.
She was currently a Three-Star Dou Zong.
She would be fine even without eating, drinking, or sleeping.
But the problem was that, thanks to the rapid progress of Starfall Pavilion's third stage of development, Starfall Pavilion itself had expanded at breakneck speed. The affairs that had once been manageable, even not particularly numerous, had multiplied just as quickly. Problems had emerged in every area, and at present, she was the only one capable of making decisions.
To put it bluntly.
Take resources, for example.
Starfall Pavilion's original resource storehouse—the treasury—had already been large enough.
After all, when Starfall Pavilion had first been established, they had taken Yao Lao's influence into account. And even disregarding that influence, Yao Lao himself needed sufficient space to stockpile alchemy materials. Carrying everything around was certainly convenient, but for a faction, it was extremely unreliable. Suppose someone below had rendered meritorious service and came to exchange it for resources. Yet that resource was in your hands—more precisely, in the Storage Ring you carried—and you were currently in seclusion. Even if the demand for that resource was eventually resolved, it could easily undermine the enthusiasm of those below in handling their duties. Moreover, if you suddenly needed that resource and used it on the spot, it would inevitably throw the accounts into chaos. The people responsible for logistics would have no way to keep the books. Or rather, if they encountered a logistics manager who bent the law for personal gain, it would be no different from putting a rat in a granary.
Therefore, apart from certain individual resources.
Such as resources Yao Lao had acquired from the outside world.
Or resources gifted by certain factions when they came as guests.
All remaining resources were placed