In a grand hall on Medicine King Mountain in Medicine King Valley, all the factions had gathered. Like the Ye Family, most of the factions from the Yan Kingdom's Cultivation World had yet to leave.
By now, they all knew that the Yan Kingdom's Cultivation World had come under attack.
Everyone wore a troubled expression.
Although their sect headquarters had not been attacked, the attacks on the markets had dealt them a tremendous blow.
Most importantly, they might no longer be able to operate markets.
Ye Xuecang and Ye Haicheng were among the crowd.
Their expressions were grim as well. Although the Lineage had prepared to evacuate in advance, they had still lost many members and treasures.
Even many spirit beast cubs had been lost.
Penglai really has none of the principles an immortal sect should uphold, Ye Xuecang sighed inwardly.
This series of actions was no small matter. It affected relations with other sects and the safety of the surrounding factions.
More importantly, it affected every faction's finances.
The spirit herb mountains and gardens in the Cultivation World were actually highly specialized. The Wei Family, for example, grew low-grade spirit herbs, relying on volume to turn a profit, while also crafting some spirit talismans.
The Jiang Family specialized in pill refining and restaurants, while the Li Family specialized in artifact refining and arrays. But regardless of their trade, if they could only remain trapped in one place, their Lineages would struggle even to maintain their existing strength, let alone develop.
Yet the Yan Kingdom's Cultivation World clearly lacked the strength to launch a major counterattack.
With neither of the two immortal sects taking action, Medicine King Valley would merely be drinking poison to quench its thirst, no matter how many Nascent Soul cultivators it had.
Before long, a graceful