The next day, under the supervision of Xiao Yu's and Old Monster Linghu's two groups, the cultivators of the Great Martial Sect and the Southern Martial Sect dared not play any tricks. They obediently moved out of the Taiwu Mountain Range to seek a future elsewhere.
Afterward, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Six Sects gathered again to discuss how to divide the entire Taiwu Mountain Range.
Since their attitude toward Xiao Yu's proposal to unite and establish one large sect remained ambiguous, the spirit lands were still divided among six separate sects.
The Nascent Soul cultivators argued fiercely over the size of their territories and the locations of their spirit lands.
Xiao Yu had no interest in such matters. He left all the bargaining with Xin Yue and the others to Tuo Feng.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong, there is something puzzling me. Might I ask your opinion?" Xiao Yu walked over to Nangong Wan, who likewise had not joined the argument, and asked her.
"Please go ahead, fellow Daoist!" Nangong Wan had been gazing absently into the distance. She turned her lovely head slightly to glance at Xiao Yu, her delicate brows stirring as she spoke.
"In my younger days, I met a friend with an exceptionally unusual constitution and a terrifying talent for formations-a genius among geniuses. Unfortunately, her constitution held her back, preventing her from cultivating normally and eating away at her lifespan. She died young.
"But many years later, I encountered someone with the same constitution, talents, and other circumstances. Moreover, this person seems to have a special sensitivity to reincarnation. What are your thoughts on reincarnation, Fellow Daoist Nangong?" After speaking, Xiao Yu stared intently into Nangong Wan's eyes, hoping to see how she reacted.
"You want to ask whether I believe in reincarnation, don't you?"