The relic immortals here had no other choice even if they refused. They had wandered here through hardship, and no matter how miserable their situation was, jumping from one pit into another was all they could do. The request itself was simple. Although quite a few people had objected to my proposal, after seeing the cultivation method I had modified for them, they all happily accepted it. This method was actually of great benefit to them—a compromise that could at least turn waste into treasure.
After I became the Creation Immortal Venerable, any spell I created myself would become part of my lineage. To me, it was a process of gathering fortune. Their success would benefit me, while their failures would also have some effect on my fortune. Since they were connected to me, there was no reason for me not to extend my blessings to them.
After bestowing blessings upon all the immortal citizens, everyone gathered whatever belongings they could and had Kunpeng carry them back to one of the realms within the Heavenly Realm. There were naturally many realm cities where prisoners and those who pledged allegiance could be temporarily settled, as well as departments specifically responsible for receiving such refugees, so I had no need to handle the aftermath myself.
After making arrangements for the immortal citizens of this Seventh Divine Altar, Li Guxian and I continued returning toward the Little Primordial Chaos Heaven region deep in the extreme south.
"Yitian, your approach is sound, but if you continue arranging everything in this nanny-like fashion, the Four Seats and Twelve Altars will probably make preparations early. By the time we've finished arranging things for the immortal citizens there, it may already be too late to save the situation. More than half a day has already passed. Even