The award ceremony had also concluded, and the Cultivator Assembly had officially come to an end. After lingering in Chaos City for dozens of days, cultivators of every race began to leave. The city's population gradually dwindled, and it slowly returned to its former appearance. Since the day of the awards, Ling Tian had been organizing the spoils he had accumulated from years of fighting, while Elder Ling, Lu Yuan, and the others busied themselves collecting all kinds of resources.
Lingxiao Pavilion had been the biggest winner of this Cultivator Assembly. Not only had it won the highest honors and recruited a great many talented disciples, but Ling Lin and the others' high-stakes gambling had also earned the pavilion a fortune in spirit stones. It was no exaggeration to say that the spirit stones Ling Lin had won alone exceeded the gains of all the major sects combined.
With such a plentiful supply of spirit stones, Lu Yuan and the others could buy all kinds of resources without restraint. Although many things could not be bought with spirit stones, they could readily trade less important items such as cultivation manuals and pill recipes. Even treasures as heaven-defying as Profound Ice were beloved by cultivators, and many were happy to trade for it.
Aside from collecting resources during those dozens of days, Lingxiao Pavilion had also recruited many disciples with exceptional talent. Some were spies sent by other major powers, but Elder Ling had made some headway in his research on soul restrictions. He was confident he would soon master them completely, and then none of that would be a problem.
Apart from these matters, Ten Thousand Swords Cliff had also been interacting more and more frequently with the other races. At first, the other races had been rather cold toward