Worldly fame and struggles for power were nothing but passing clouds to Shiheng now, stirring not even the slightest ripple in his eyes. He had never sought wealth and splendor, nor the hollow fame of being revered by all races, but to truly touch the source of the laws, enter the realm of divine might, and advance deeper into the great Dao of the world.
In the eyes of the powerful, a Saint's limitless lifespan was their greatest asset; they could afford to idle away a thousand years or ten thousand. The Yulan Continent was vast beyond measure, and although Saint Pinnacle experts could be counted on one's fingers, they were by no means unique. Some were trapped at bottlenecks, unable to advance an inch, while others were content to hold on to their domains. With no external pressure threatening their survival, they stood almost at the summit of this world. Yet to Shiheng, they were merely ascetics on the path of cultivation, mediocre people squandering their years. To Saints and God-level experts with limitless lifespans, wealth and splendor were the cheapest, most insignificant external possessions. Only the boundless Dao and the endless road ahead deserved a lifetime of wholehearted pursuit.
Once his nine-move agreement with Kailin was settled, Shiheng sent a message directly to the emperor of the Yulan Empire, entrusting all his worldly affairs to him. His instructions were crisp and decisive: receive visitors from across the continent, turn over all negotiations with other powers and diplomatic mediation to Grand Duke Kelin, take full charge of advancing the alliance agreement with the Principality of Klan, secure the foundations of both nations, and clear away every obstacle.
Shiheng put all the complicated worldly administration and maneuvering between powers out of his mind. He merely instructed his trusted subordinates to