After Kong Xuan descended the mountain, Xuan Heng turned to Tongtian.
"Third Brother, you should head back as well. You can start preparing for the Five Emperors."
Tongtian nodded, but instead of leaving immediately, he asked a question.
"Fourth Brother, what are your plans for teaching the Five Emperors? We're family, so we can work this out together."
Hearing this, Xuan Heng lifted his teacup and took a sip of the rich Mount Wuyi Big Red Robe before speaking slowly.
"Third Brother, the positions of Imperial Tutor to the first four emperors can all go to the Interception Sect. I've already taken the task of teaching the Human Sovereign, so I only need the final Imperial Tutor position."
Tongtian nodded at this and made no attempt to decline.
"Good. Then I'll head back and prepare. Perhaps in a few days, those wayward disciples of mine will have to come to you to learn a thing or two."
Tongtian laughed heartily, then left Profound Pure Peak.
Xuan Heng chuckled, then waved a hand gently. The image in the Water Mirror before him appeared again, focusing on the Youxiong Tribe.
In the Youxiong Tribe's command tent, the chiefs of the tribes allied with Youxiong had all followed Xuanyuan back after the battle ended.
But now a heavy atmosphere hung over the tent. The chiefs exchanged glances, and not one of them spoke.
"Co-Lord, the decisive battle at Zhuolu is only thirty years away. But this battle has badly sapped every tribe's strength, and many of our people have been killed or wounded. It will be difficult to recover in such a short time."
Only after an uncertain stretch of silence did one tribal chief finally speak.
"First, gather your tribespeople and restore normal life in your tribes. Also, each tribe should select