At the World Association, Xiong Ba listened to the Twelve Fiends of Heaven's Pool report, his face wreathed in smiles.
Without Nie Feng, what could Bu Jingyun do? Wasn't his World Association still expanding at a tremendous pace?
Now, throughout Shu, apart from the Five Poisons Sect on the border between Dali and Great Song, every sect and influential family had submitted to the World Association.
The gang leaders, family heads, and others who refused to submit were all dead. The World Association's prominence had eclipsed Peerless City.
No one could stop the World Association's rise now.
"Well done. Next, wipe out the Quanzhen Sect and the Southern Beggars' Gang. I won't treat you poorly."
Qin Shuang presided over the World Association's Main Headquarters, handling its affairs for him. The former Cloud-Flying Hall and Wind-God Hall were now managed by their deputy hall masters, whose standing and strength both fell short of Qin Shuang's. Qin Shuang had effectively become the World Association's second-in-command.
Xiong Ba was also considering whether to teach Qin Shuang the final move of the Frost-Cloud Fist. Once he united the world, he would need a subordinate he could trust.
But then he reconsidered. What if Qin Shuang advanced too quickly and surpassed his son? Would he still willingly assist his son in the future?
That son of his had actually accused him of slaughtering innocents, declared that he would sever their father-son relationship, and fled the World Association.
How childish!
The Jianghu was all fighting and killing. Without killing, how could one seize territory, make others submit, or unite the world?
Once he became ruler of the world, his son would naturally return to his side.
His son had a good talent for sword techniques. With his guidance, he would certainly reach the martial arts myth