Evil Heaven Mountain, the Evil Heaven Pavilion. Inside an office.
The office was luxurious yet tastefully simple. Sunlight poured through a floor-to-ceiling window, laying a golden carpet across the floor.
Mo Xie sat behind his desk, frowning at the document in his hand. Troubled, he tapped his pen lightly against his head.
Bei Yue Shangchen stood nearby, straight-backed and respectful, waiting for the pavilion master to speak.
The Evil Heaven Pavilion had grown rapidly. It was already approaching the scale of a major city, and everything about it seemed to be thriving.
Under Chenxi's management, the Evil Heaven Pavilion had also become a vast power. Its members were all formidable mages. It had more than a dozen Super Level mages and over a hundred Advanced Mages, to say nothing of its Intermediate Mages and Beginner Mages.
Chenxi had trained them herself and hypnotized them with the Sharingan. They trusted Mo Xie unconditionally and would fight to the death for the Evil Heaven Pavilion.
The Evil Heaven Pavilion also recruited outstanding talent from across the country. Its generous Cultivation Resources drew countless mages eager to join, all scrambling for a place.
In the world of mages, the Evil Heaven Pavilion already stood alongside some great clans and official organizations. For independent mages who found the latter too restrictive, it was undoubtedly the best choice.
Given a little more time to grow, the Evil Heaven Pavilion would surely carve out a place for itself in the magic world that no one could shake!
With everything going so well, why did Mo Xie look so troubled?
The real reason... was that recent developments had disrupted his original plans.
It was not that the Evil Heaven Pavilion had grown too quickly. Ever since its founding, the eastern Coastline had been slowly rising!
True, each