The next day.
Early in the morning, the entire Wutan City slowly came to life.
The Xiao Tribe's higher-ups began mobilizing the entire clan, transferring the clansmen to the core complex of the Xiao Emperor Mountain Range in planned batches.
Most of the clansmen were martial artists with some cultivation, and a large proportion were mid- to high-level experts in the Dou Wang, Dou Emperor, and Dou Zong realms, so their reaction speeds were not slow.
With nine mighty Dou Shengs helping with the relocation, the transfer proceeded extremely quickly, moving roughly five thousand people to the Xiao Emperor Mountain Range each day. If not for concerns that the clansmen might have trouble adapting if everyone were moved at once, the pace could have been even faster.
A month later, all one hundred thousand descendants of the Xiao Tribe had finally been relocated to the core complex of the Xiao Emperor Mountain Range. The clansmen entered a period of adjustment, slowly adapting to and exploring this ancient yet unfamiliar new home.
Meanwhile, the now-empty Wutan City had been completely sealed away by Xiao Xuan with a sealing technique. It rested quietly within a hidden space, waiting for the day when the Xiao Tribe could openly return to the Central Plains.
At that time, Wutan City could, like its predecessor Xiao Emperor City that had been destroyed by war, be placed at the entrance to the Xiao Realm as a bridge between the Xiao Realm and the outside world.
It was a tranquil night.
Xiao Xuan stood before a grand hall on high ground, looking down at the brightly lit cityscape below, where every household had kindled its fires. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. "Hehe, not bad. It finally feels a little lively now."
"But one hundred thousand descendants