Only after the Teleportation Gate closed and a little more time passed, once they were certain Chen Mu and Ye Qingcheng had truly left, did they finally move.
They braced themselves against the trees and stood, their legs trembling violently. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought they'd just emerged from a brothel after countless rounds that left them oblivious to day and night.
"We must tell the sect master what happened today! No wonder even the Five Poisons Holy Land fell at the hands of the Tianyuan Holy Land. With such a monstrous young master, how could they possibly not rise?"
"Forget the Five Poisons Holy Land. Your news is outdated. I've already received word that the Eastern Pole Holy Land submitted to Tianyuan long ago. Now, there's only one holy land in the Southern Region: Tianyuan."
"What?! Even the Eastern Pole Holy Land submitted? No, we must hurry back. We can't keep sitting on the fence. We either leave the Southern Region or submit to Tianyuan."
"You think they'll accept your submission just because you want to offer it? Thanks to that single Longevity Pill, the line of people seeking to pledge themselves to Tianyuan probably stretches beyond the Southern Region already."
None of them could refute that.
Still, they felt that making an attempt was better than doing nothing.
The skies over the Southern Region were indeed about to change.
Only, it wasn't because of those Demon Kings. It was because of Chen Mu!
They had all mistaken who the central figure would be...
Back at Qingyun Prefecture.
As usual, Chen Mu lay on the lounge chair, basking in the warm sunlight, looking utterly at ease.
Ye Qingcheng stood behind him, her slender, jade-like hands slightly cool as she massaged his temples and scalp.
Occasionally, a