"Nicely done. I'll send people to that valley. Do the disciples you took there remember the way?"
Li Qingqiu withdrew his spiritual sense from the storage bag and looked at Jiang Zhaoxia, smiling softly.
As the sect's disciples grew in number, the pressure on the Blessed Lands' quota increased. The Tianshan Spirit Pool had now become the primary cultivation sanctuary.
"Mm, they remember. I'll take care of it. It's about time I took on some responsibilities." Jiang Zhaoxia nodded.
Li Qingqiu smiled with relief. It was naturally a good thing that Jiang Zhaoxia was willing to take on some duties.
Although Li Qingqiu had already established the sect's power structure, there were still many matters that required his approval, along with plenty of minor affairs he had to attend to. It was difficult for him to get any peace and quiet.
After that, the two Senior Brothers discussed the Daoist Convention.
Jiang Zhaoxia had great confidence in Sword Solitary, believing he was sure to make the top three. As for whether he could contend for first place, Jiang Zhaoxia wasn't so sure.
"Eldest Senior Brother, who do you think will take first place this time?" Jiang Zhaoxia couldn't help asking. He trusted Li Qingqiu's judgment.
"Yun Cai."
Li Qingqiu answered frankly, without the slightest hesitation.
"Yun Cai?"
Jiang Zhaoxia was taken aback. He had long heard of Yun Cai's talent and comprehension, but he rarely interacted with her. He hadn't expected her to be even stronger than Li Qingqiu's disciples.
"Ji Ya, Sword Solitary, Xue Jin—they're all inferior to Yun Cai?"
"Mm."
"Interesting."
Jiang Zhaoxia suddenly realized that his understanding of the sect had fallen behind. He was either away on missions or in seclusion; he really had neglected to keep up with the disciples.
Li Qingqiu smiled. "Perhaps in