Sunlight spilled over Mystic Lotus Island, and the sea breeze brushed gently past.
Fresh out of seclusion, Lin Changsheng was all smiles, seemingly having gained something from the ritual refinement of his spirit artifact, and was casually inspecting the base in Mystic Lotus City.
In truth, he had long since ceased to need to inspect the base. Such tasks generally fell to bronze-rank and silver-rank demon guards.
For him, this was really more of a pleasant way to relax his body and mind.
He walked leisurely through the city, as though strolling through his own courtyard, carrying himself with the composure of a superior.
Lin Changsheng's gaze swept over every corner of the base, as though everything on this land lay within his grasp.
Whenever the Demon Lotus Sect disciples on the island caught sight of Lin Changsheng, those of demon guard rank had to drop to one knee and offer their greetings.
"Greetings, Deputy Branch Master, Lord Blood Sun Devil Envoy."
Their movements were perfectly synchronized, their eyes full of awe.
Even a Nether Star Devil Envoy like Duan Tianya would respectfully cup his fists in salute upon seeing Lin Changsheng, his words exceedingly deferential.
Every respectful greeting and humble gesture filled Lin Changsheng's heart with a sense of accomplishment.
He thoroughly enjoyed being revered by everyone, especially since he had previously been nothing more than a lucky country boy who suffered others' bullying.
Among the three Blood Sun Devil Envoys, Su Zixuan was close to their master, Qing Chen, but devoted herself entirely to researching formations and had no interest in power.
She spent her days immersed in studying those complex formation patterns or attending at her master's side.
As for Yue Ting, he was an honest man obsessed with nothing but pill refining.
His thoughts revolved entirely