The Clan Leader's Secluded Cultivation Grounds!

Ever since the Imperial Daughter's succession battle, the Soul Realm Main City had ceased all operations for three full days. Everyone had been running about everywhere, spreading the news to one another.

Even some old monsters who had lain hidden in coffins for years had been forcibly dug out of their graves after this event, beginning preparations for how to deal with the newly appointed Young Master of the Soul Clan.

Such frenzied madness naturally came with unprecedented expenses.

As the core of the Soul Realm, land within the Soul Clan Main City was worth every inch in gold.

Thus, the work delayed within the main city due to the Imperial Daughter's coronation during this period of shutdown, when converted into losses, had nearly reached the value of a Ninth-grade Pill!

Although Ninth-grade Pills were considered priceless and could not be measured in money at all, the fact that they could be used as a comparison showed just how outrageously highly the Soul Clan regarded this newly appointed Young Master.

There were even rumors that the losses incurred by the clan during this time had been personally reimbursed by the Clan Leader, who was said to be like a god.

Of course, no one knew whether such rumors were true or false.

Soul Realm, Tower of Grievance.

The girl wore a little white dress and sat hunched over on a small stool. Her large eyes blinked as she looked at the old man, her gaze full of curiosity. "Master, and then?"

"Mm..."

The old man flipped through the book in his hands and read with a frown, "Then, the young hero successfully rescued his father and joined forces with heroes from every corner of the land to battle the demonic sect leader until heaven and earth darkened. Yet they could