Feng Jun felt that the cultural differences were simply too great; some things really could not be explained clearly.
But in the end, he still made Sophia understand the thoughts of the various Daoist Order branches.
Once Sophia understood, her face blossomed into a smile. "So they're the ones asking me?"
"That's right." Feng Jun nodded and spoke seriously. "The Spirit-Gathering Formation I gave you is excellent. It's very rare even in Xia Nation, so they need to use it. But whether you let them use it, and how you should arrange things if they do need it, are matters you need to consider carefully."
Sophia thought it over carefully. "I'll definitely let them use it, because I don't want to become an outlier. There needs to be a group of people similar to me. As for exactly how to do it, I'll need to work out a process, but I don't think that will be too much of a problem."
Feng Jun had given her timely warning. The very next day, the various Daoist Order branches approached Sophia to discuss exchanging disciples for mutual study.
Sophia agreed very readily. To everyone's surprise, the branch she was most interested in was the Martial Ancestor lineage!
As for the reason? It was simple—there were quite a few foreign disciples in the Martial Ancestor lineage.
However, no detailed framework for cooperation had been established yet; they had only settled on an intention.
Before they knew it, the day of the celebration arrived. Since it had not rained for seven or eight consecutive days and the air was rather dry, whether firecrackers could be set off became a problem.
Yet shortly after six in the morning, a light rain began to fall from the sky and continued until half past eight.
What was