Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
The selection of dispatched disciples from every peak and department of the Dongting Immortal Sect had concluded.
Over at the Spirit Fields, spirit farmers without patrons or backgrounds had been reduced by a full quarter. Most of them had been placed on the dispatch list and were about to head for the mortal world.
At this time, the Dongting Immortal Sect displayed an eerie calm.
The core members and upper echelon who could ascend the mountain mostly remained on the various Immortal Peaks. Ordinary members who could not ascend the mountain were either dispatched to the mortal world or assigned to outposts on the outskirts of the Immortal Sect.
Everyone understood that the calamity a century from now could not be avoided. All the current arrangements were made for the future.
After handling the Spirit Fields and the preparations for the Spirit Melody Sect, Xu Changqing finally found time to inspect the situation in the Grand Void Rift.
He casually found an unoccupied place, then closed his eyes.
The scene shifted, and through their shared vision, he saw everything clearly.
Xu Zixiao was still in the shop and had scarcely gone out. Every day, he sold Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice of various attributes, as well as rare Supreme-Grade spirit plants.
Business was doing fairly well, and he had many regular customers.
For safety reasons, he had never expanded the business too greatly.
The returns this time were decent: two hundred Dragon Marrow Crystals and three hundred Purpleblood Ore.
As for other types of ores and heavenly treasures, the quantities were also quite good.
Converted into Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, they amounted to roughly three hundred thousand, with the figure fluctuating slightly.
Just as Xu Changqing was preparing to withdraw, a dazzling spiritual