Reopening Spirit Grain, a Frenzy of Admiration

Chen Hui listened impassively to the old cultivator before him pour out his grievances, and from it, he finally understood the cause of it all.

It turned out that although the sect that had originally controlled this station had suffered considerable losses during the investigation, it still retained enough manpower.

The profits brought by the rail trains were enormous. The great sects above had the will but not the means to control them, while the smaller sects below did not have such large appetites and could concentrate all their strength on a single point.

Now that their hall had been uprooted, they were naturally furious. Yet the sect behind it lacked the power to directly avenge itself upon the raiders. More importantly, their foremost priority was still to preserve the treasure basin they acknowledged.

Thus, in the foreseeable future, the original controllers would certainly return with cultivators to attack this place once again.

"This old man has heard something of Autumn Rain Sect's mountain gate and base. It is roughly three days' journey from here. Though your cultivation is formidable, sir, they are numerous. It would be best to avoid their edge for now and make plans afterward."

With a measure of compassion in his heart, the old cultivator explained the whole matter. Originally, all they needed to do was remain bystanders. Whoever ruled this settlement ultimately made little difference to them.

After all, in the end, they would have to offer up resources to satisfy the other party's demands if they wished to survive here more comfortably.

Yet after hearing this, an inexplicable gleam appeared in Chen Hui's eyes instead.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder. However, this place was originally built by our Alliance. The sect that once ruled here relied on its own strength to overthrow all