In just two short days, the construction and relocation of all the residences had been smoothly completed.
After the various factions arrived one after another and made their requests,
Qin Shaofeng thoroughly assigned every mountain.
Other than the central level, where the central peak belonged to no one, the western mountains housed the residences of the various factions' higher-ups, the eastern mountains belonged to Endless Mountain, and the rear mountains were where the Shining Star Alliance disciples lived.
On the outermost level,
the Ghost Corpse Race lived in the north, the Eastwood Blood Race to the east, the Dragon Race to the west, with Cangming Palace and the Bodhidharma Institute beside the Dragon Race.
The two factions at the far eastern edge were the Honored Immortal Hall and Beitian.
All the Shining Star Alliance's mountains had been divided up like this.
Yet after everyone moved in, voices unwilling to give up their former luxury began ringing out without end.
Qin Shaofeng turned a deaf ear to those voices.
Instead, an increasingly ominous feeling rose in his heart.
Back when they were in the Land of Shining Stars, the situation that had arisen seemed largely similar to the present one.
Every faction that could unite had abandoned everything they originally possessed and regrouped, after which came that battle of flight.
By all appearances, their current forces and numbers held an absolute advantage.
But was that truly the case?
If it were, why would they need to act this way?
Even if it was to avoid being defeated one by one, such actions already meant they had acknowledged their passive position.
As his worries deepened, Qin Shaofeng once again issued an order to the thousand members of the Shining Star Alliance.
"Your cultivation is progressing too slowly. I'm having that same feeling