Pure World White Lotus

In the blink of an eye, several hundred years passed.

Over the years, Chen Yang remained in Kunlun City, learning about the current situation in the Primordial World and perfecting the Primordial World Currency.

With the currency issue resolved, all that remained were the various factions of the Primordial World.

The current Primordial World was relatively stable. The Demon Cultivators, once incomparably chaotic, had gradually settled down and no longer fought on a massive scale as they once had.

As a result, the riots within the Primordial World had vanished, and the situation had become relatively stable.

However, every faction understood that the Demon Cultivators could not remain motionless forever. Sooner or later, war would erupt. When that time came, the Demon Race lurking behind the Demon Cultivators would certainly step out into the open. It would undoubtedly be an earth-shaking war.

Thus, many factions in the Primordial World were waiting—waiting for that breaking point to arrive. At the same time, they were preparing for that war.

After learning of these circumstances, Chen Yang fell silent in thought. The Primordial World's situation has already become relatively stable. There is nothing much to do next. What should I do?

Chen Yang was somewhat at a loss, unsure what he should do next.

After all, there were no trivial matters left to handle. He only needed to wait for them to develop steadily. Should he enter seclusion? Yet he had only recently spent tens of thousands of years in seclusion.

Xiao Ling'er suggested, "Master has just emerged from seclusion, so I do not recommend entering seclusion again. Furthermore, Master's current cultivation has reached a stable stage, while Master's physical body has also reached a bottleneck. A breakthrough will be difficult in the short term, so seclusion would yield little."

"That is true.