The New Spring festival had brought Tai Kun Mountain Range to life.
Li Qingqiu stood on the cliff, drinking as he gazed down at the beautiful mountains. Even the heavy snow couldn't hide the figures of disciples, spirit boats, and flying beasts coming and going.
Li Dongyue came up behind him and stood at his side.
"I've noticed you've been spending more and more time up here, enjoying the view alone. What is it—are you savoring the feeling of being at the top, where the cold winds blow?"
Li Dongyue gazed at the scenery below and asked with a soft laugh.
Li Qingqiu smiled. "Of course not. It's just that from here, I can clearly see how the sect is changing. Every time I come up, I notice something new. Only these tangible changes make me feel that the sect is moving forward."
Though he had the Legacy System, Li Qingqiu still preferred to observe with his own eyes. Only his own feelings could convince him that all this was real—that he wasn't playing a management game, but truly living.
"The sect has been growing fast enough already. Sometimes I feel it's growing too fast," Li Dongyue said with a sigh.
She was now at the Eighth Layer of the Nourishing Yuan Realm. She trained diligently, devoting all her time outside the Spirit Finance Hall's affairs to cultivation, yet she still couldn't keep up with the sect's leading ranks.
Even within the Spirit Finance Hall, her cultivation couldn't crack the top three.
Every so often, she couldn't help thinking that without Eldest Senior Brother, people like them would struggle to manage Qingxiao Sect.
"It's not that fast, really. You don't need to worry so much. As long as I'm here, no one can threaten you in your position," Li Qingqiu