Before he knew it, a week had passed. The day of the Divine Constable competition drew ever closer, and Xiang Yang had completely settled into life at the post station.
Every morning, he breathed in and out the hazy purple qi that descended like a rainbow bridge, refining it into the purest energy to accelerate the Three True Qi Convergence within his body.
In the mornings, he would converse and exchange insights with Qi Hanjang, Huang Shaoxiong, Xu Mutian, and several newly arrived Divine Constable Gate Celestials in Wei Wu Forest, expanding his network.
Xiang Yang did not reject such activities. In fact, he deliberately, if subtly, guided the process.
Titled Divine Constables were known as Continental Peak Experts. They stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Constable Gate, comparable to First-Rank Officials of the Court. Some were Lone Commanders like Dao Yi and the Little Lord, while others were powerful Divine Constables with countless followers under them, like Tiger King and Overlord Spear.
Though they were all Divine Constables, the former were clearly inferior to the latter in status, power, and influence; they could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Xiang Yang was determined to obtain the position of Divine Constable, and he was highly confident that he could seize it.
As for the path he would take, it differed from his former habit of walking alone.
Instead, he hoped to gather a group of capable subordinates, gain a certain degree of influence within the Divine Constable Gate, and become someone like Tiger King or Overlord Spear.
It was not because he had developed a thirst for power. It was simply because, at this point, the enemies he faced had become the entire demonic sect, rather than merely some individual demonic sect expert.
And the Purple Robe Chief