One sword cultivator after another left the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace and sped toward the distant stars.
They would launch expeditions lasting thousands, tens of thousands, or even longer years, continuing until they returned after attaining the Dao—or died far from home.
Jiang Ding's gaze fell upon Yun Ji's receding figure.
Now that they possessed vast amounts of information on the Vermilion Bird Star Domain, the selection range for attendants had expanded to clusters spanning several hundred Great Thousand Worlds. Within such a terrifying scope, exceptional figures like Great Sun Attendant Dao prodigies would no longer be scarce. The possibility of producing a Seven-step Dao Child had increased dramatically.
He simply did not know whether the one to become a Seven-step Dao Child would be Yun Ji of this generation.
Where there was war, there would be death—especially the deaths of sword cultivators. He had seen far too many of them to stir even a ripple in his heart. That was the fate of sword cultivators.
The sword cultivators gradually disappeared into the distance.
The Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace returned to silence.
"Master,"
A Dao Integration Stage attendant bowed.
She was the strongest Tushan Maid besides Yun Ji. Even after Yun Ji had taken away a large number of Tushan Maid legions, she still commanded tens of millions, responsible for guarding the Great Sun Sword Son and carrying out his decrees.
"Mm."
"Go and cleanse the Vermilion Bird Great Thousand World. Execute every Dao Fruit Cultivator burdened with sin, and establish grassroots political institutions. Extend the decrees down to every First-grade Spirit Vein. Can you do that?"
Jiang Ding asked indifferently.
The Vermilion Bird Great Thousand World no longer had any hostile Dao Children, but there were still many Heavenly Human Dao Integration Cultivators.
"It can be done."
The Dao