Spirit Void Cave's Counterattack

Yunmiao True Person had recently seemed to turn into an accountant fiddling with abacus beads, counting every last penny.

Almost untouched by matters of the daoist grounds before, he had now shown unprecedented concern for the tasks Youyao had assigned him.

First, they had to gather enough imperial qi, or they would not be able to answer for it. But under that premise, they could not truly let the common people within these four prefectures die out. Otherwise, what use would he have for four stretches of silent, desolate land?

To that end, Yunmiao True Person had racked his brains, directing Clear Light Cave's disciples through the daoist grounds. Not only had he employed the same tricks he had seen in Origin-Opening Prefecture—building houses for the refugees and providing unlimited food and water—he had personally stepped in to monitor the expressions and attitudes of the many disciples, putting on every appearance of being the master of Clear Light Cave.

Only after the common people had experienced good days would losing them become all the more painful. Only through comparison

could the precious rarity of immortal grace be made clear.

Out of respect for Senior Aunt Youyao, the many Clear Light Cave disciples obeyed his every word. Yet in private, they could not help gossiping about this exceedingly attentive "outsider."

There was no wall in the world that did not leak wind, much less in Northern Continent, where all cultivators came from the same sect.

Before long, the changes in the four prefectures led by Tranquil-Ning Prefecture had drawn the attention of many fellow disciples.

"Senior Sister Youyao doesn't look like she's admitting defeat."

"Could it be that if the open way won't work, she's trying the secret way? Taixu True Lord obtained Origin-Opening Prefecture back then, so she intends to