At the summit of Qianhai Peak, inside the Great Hall, Qian Yuanzi stared into the distance in a daze, no one knew what he was thinking.
A graceful figure walked in and came to a stop beside him.
"Disciple, you're here," Qian Yuanzi said softly.
Mu Zi raised her head slightly and looked at Qian Yuanzi, her gaze calm.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Qian Yuanzi chuckled softly. His tall body turned toward Mu Zi, and he revealed a kind smile.
"You only need to focus on cultivating in peace. There's no need for you to bother with these trivial matters."
Qian Yuanzi looked at Mu Zi, his gaze gentle, a look of expectation in his eyes.
This disciple's talent could be called the greatest he had ever seen. It could be said that as long as nothing unexpected happened, she would definitely be able to break through to the Samsara Stage.
When that time came, Qianhai Sect would immediately be promoted to the ninth super sect of the Eastern Xuan Region. That was the greatest benefit Mu Zi could bring to the sect, so there was no need to trouble her with some trifling matters.
When Mu Zi heard this, her eyes stirred slightly. She understood what Qian Yuanzi meant.
But although she focused on cultivation, it was not as if she could not spare even a few days, right? This old man really spoiled his disciple too much.
"With the Eastern Xuan Region's strength, how many resources can we gain in the Southeast Conflict?"
"About forty percent," Qian Yuanzi replied.
Mu Zi nodded, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.
"Old man, count me in. After all, I'm also a disciple of Qianhai Sect."
During these few months living in Qianhai Sect, Mu Zi could be said