The Cult Couldn't Hold Back First

A massive organization would never lack factions pulling at each other's throats.

Even within Starfire, disagreements existed just the same.

But compared to when arguments began, how to understand one another amid disputes and keep matters moving forward was the true key to whether an organization could succeed.

The Cult's leaders spent half the day bickering, their mouths dry and their hands waving, only to leave every issue where it was and wait to see how things developed.

But for Starfire's cultivators, stopping was never an option.

Previously, only Starfire cultivators in this assembled army had been responsible for managing daily combat operations. As for oversight, they had not paid it much mind.

But things were different now.

Fu Ling had brought over the newly inducted citizens who had originally remained behind, and the first pressure they applied concerned regulations.

Starfire had been founded on order, and it had drawn countless like-minded people through order before growing strong. Naturally, everything it did had rules.

Though Ice-Snow Mountain City was far away and thus managed more conveniently by its local leaders, how could those young people who had emerged from Starfire headquarters abandon the original framework?

The assembled army had only just suffered a hard blow and had not even had time to complain before even stricter, more detailed rules were clamped onto them.

Were there objections?

Of course there were, and not a few.

After all, most of them had received only a few months of rudimentary education before this. There was little use trying to reason so much with them; they were still forcing everything into the patterns of how they had lived for years, even over a decade.

When there were benefits to be had, they swarmed forward; when they saw things turning bad, they slipped away without