Ye Tian had been in Ice Spirit Village for less than a month, yet he had already won the hearts of its people.
If this continued, Ice Spirit Village—or Ice Spirit City—would become an important force under his command.
After all, the greater the population and the more sincere their hearts, the more Creation Power they could provide Ye Tian.
With Creation Power, he could unlock more treasures and rapidly increase his cultivation.
This path of becoming stronger like a thin stream flowing endlessly would also yield considerable results through long-term accumulation.
Feeling the earnest hopes of the many cultivators, Ye Tian sighed.
"With citizens like these, all you knew was exploitation and plunder. You even harmed and sacrificed the talented among them.
"Wu Family, this is the path to your own destruction!"
The cultivators of Ice Spirit Village were not fools.
Over the years, outstanding young cultivators had always gone missing, yet the Wu Family had never offered an explanation and had remained utterly indifferent.
Deep down, they had long since formed their suspicions.
Before, they had no choice.
Now that they had Ye Tian, a far better patron, they naturally stood firmly and unwaveringly at his side.
If a ruler treated his people like bitter enemies, the people would surely treat him the same way.
Thus, compared to Wu Ping and the Wu Family, whom they had served for years, the cultivators of Ice Spirit Village did not hesitate in the slightest. With absolute resolve, they chose Ye Tian, the Immortal Guardian who had only recently taken office.
For the Wu Family to be so unpopular, if they were not destroyed, Heaven itself would be blind.
As he pondered, a fierce sharpness rose from Ye Tian.
His sword grew ever more hungry and impatient.
The Void Meteorite Sword