The Land of Three Kingdoms Falls Entirely to the Great Sun Sword Son

Gong Caiyu and the other accepted their orders and departed.

The surrounding void blurred, and forty cultivators at or above Foundation Establishment Late Stage emerged in each direction. They bowed to the Youth in Green Robes, then followed their respective Head Maids away.

After the Black Clan took over the former mountain gates of the Seven Feathers Sect and Blood Slaughter Hall, they had likewise imposed their rule there. One or two Black Clan direct-line Golden Core cultivators were stationed there, along with formations roughly at the third-rank high-grade. The investment was not great; most of their strength was concentrated in Tushan Immortal City, closer to the Northern Plains.

The strength of the two teams of attendants was enough to handle them. The formations could be dealt with using sword talismans.

In fact, that was already allowing for ample margin. The Black Clan Golden Core cultivators there had likely fled by now. It was basically impossible for them to stupidly wait for someone to come and kill them, just as everyone had scattered in flight when True Monarch Divine Crow appeared years ago.

The final seven attendants revealed themselves and bowed.

"Young Master."

The leading attendant, dressed in a dignified palace gown, spoke softly. "During the restoration of Tushan Immortal City's rule, what should we pay attention to?"

Her name was Wan Zhuling. Among the attendants in the Land of Three Kingdoms, she was the most capable at handling administrative affairs. The six Foundation Establishment Late Stage attendants behind her were likewise skilled in that area.

Over more than a hundred, nearly two hundred years, so long as one had talent and was willing to dig for it, any kind of capable person could be found—and their Cultivation Talent was high as well.

"As before."

"While ensuring fairness, develop Tushan