Gu An did not look at Chang Lanzi or Yue'er, nor did he pay any mind to their master's terror. It was good to frighten that disciple a little, lest the disciples' thoughts become too constrained.
There were more and more disciples in the Wushi Realm, and factions and circles naturally grew more and more divided. Against a backdrop of unity and peace, there would still be a few little frictions.
After wandering around the Wushi Realm for several days, Gu An went to see An Xin.
An Xin was very happy about his visit, because she had far too many matters she wanted her master to decide for her.
An Xin's Dao Palace was enormous and grand in bearing, but its interior furnishings were very simple, without too many decorations.
She had Gu An sit in her seat, while she stood to the side and began pouring out her grievances.
The Wushi Realm was growing larger and larger, and there were more and more disciples. Though no great disorder had broken out, when trivial matters no bigger than sesame seeds piled up, they could still form a force. How to properly manage the Wushi Realm was not something that profound cultivation could decide.
Gu An listened to her speak. It was nothing more than conflicts like Yue'er and her master's. With no external threats, disciples born in an easy, comfortable environment would always long for freedom. Cultivation was important to them, yet not that important.
Not only that, once there were many disciples, power would also swell, and the allocation of resources was another troublesome matter. The disciples below would also strive hard to fight for their share.
The Wushi Realm was good, but after staying here for a long time, the disciples would want more and more. No