Half a year quickly passed after the successful conclusion of the [Yuting Martial Arts Tournament].
Normally speaking, the beginning and end of the [Yuting Martial Arts Tournament] were matters that most people neither cared about nor paid any attention to.
Compared with the vast and boundless [Silver Mist Sea Domain],
only those with decent strength and fairly well-informed connections could learn anything related to it.
However, over the past half year,
because certain people had deliberately promoted and hyped it up, the [Yuting Martial Arts Tournament] had not only greatly increased in fame within the [Silver Mist Sea Domain],
but its renown had also continued to rise throughout many surrounding [domains].
As the victor of this [Yuting Martial Arts Tournament]—or rather, the unquestionable strongest among all past [Yuting Martial Arts Tournaments]—Ling Wuyuan's reputation had risen in tandem.
In terms of fame alone,
in merely half a year,
Ling Wuyuan's actual renown had increased by at least a thousandfold. Countless billions upon billions of living beings now knew his name and achievements.
Even
among those alien races that paid little attention to humans,
his fame had climbed exponentially.
Moreover,
under the sustained interference of various powers,
his overall reputation
could only be described as impeccable.
The emergence of this situation meant only one thing: the various factions were laying all kinds of groundwork in advance for his future development. Even though no one knew what year he would advance to the [Heavenly Position Realm] or [Eternal Life Realm], after discussion, the various top factions had still decided to establish a foundation beforehand.
This was both to make things easier for Ling Wuyuan in the future and to express their goodwill toward him.
In their expectations,
when a thousand or ten thousand years had passed,
once Ling Wuyuan successfully advanced to the