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As Yang Ming's wedding drew near, a plot of land had been set aside within the Sky-Blasting Gang's headquarters to welcome distinguished guests from the major factions, with guesthouses built specifically for their accommodation.
Each guesthouse stood on its own, fifty meters from its neighbors, ensuring ample privacy.
Every guesthouse had three floors, complete with a living room, bedrooms, bathrooms, a cultivation room, a meditation room, and everything else one might need. They also came equipped with furniture and appliances, as well as a moderately sized back garden—an unimaginable luxury in Heaven Dou City, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.
The guesthouses alone occupied an enormous area. Even great nobles and wealthy magnates would have agonized over the cost of buying such a vast plot, yet Yang Ming had not so much as blinked. That alone showed how wealthy the Sky-Blasting Gang was. To call its wealth the equal of a nation's would have been no exaggeration.
One of the guesthouses had been reserved for the distinguished guests from Blazing Fire Academy.
Huo Wushuang accompanied his unhappy younger sister, Huo Wu, on a stroll around the Sky-Blasting Gang's headquarters, occasionally exclaiming in admiration.
"This truly is a blessed land that nurtures outstanding people. We've already seen at least thirty Soul Douluos, and there are countless Soul Saints, Spirit Emperors, and Spirit Kings. Compared to the Sky-Blasting Gang, our Blazing Fire Academy is nothing more than a firefly beside the blazing sun. The gap is enough to make anyone despair!"
"Brother!" Huo Wu curled her lips and complained, "Are you trying to comfort me or rub it in?"
"Huh?"
Only then did Huo Wushuang realize he had said something he should not have. The more he