Xu Yuan waved a hand and continued, "In addition, since I have emerged from seclusion, the Clear Sand River cannot merely hold what it already has. Announce this throughout the territory: one month from now, I will hold a three-day Dao lecture at the water manor. Any cultivator within my Clear Sand River fief, regardless of background or cultivation, may come to listen."
"I will expound on the essentials of Qi Refining and answer doubts in cultivation. Furthermore, after the Dao lecture, the Clear Sand Dharma Assembly will be held, with arenas set up, a market opened, martial skill used to meet friends, and mutual exchange of what each has and lacks."
"You may send invitations widely, inviting the young talents of Blackwater River, Red Sand River, and even friendlier forces farther afield to attend."
When Wang Ming heard this, his eyes lit up at once. Holding a Dao lecture and organizing a Dharma Assembly—this was a grand stroke that displayed breadth of spirit. This move would be enough to raise the Clear Sand River's reputation and cohesion to a new height, and it could also take this opportunity to observe the attitudes of neighboring forces and distinguish potential friends from enemies.
"My lord is brilliant. This move will surely make the might and prestige of our Clear Sand River shake far and wide, and make hearts submit," Wang Ming praised from the heart.
"Go handle it." Xu Yuan's tone was calm. "Remember, there must be order in how things are done. Temper grace with might. The rules of the Clear Sand River should be established."
"Yes." Wang Ming's spirits rose, and he accepted the order and left.
Xu Yuan sat alone in the council hall, his gaze seeming to pierce through the walls and look toward the endlessly rushing