The celebration on Linghua Island ended.
The guests departed one after another. As they left, word of Zhao Yi's discourse at the celebration swept through the entire Yunsha Sea Region like the wind.
Some islands welcomed the news, while others harbored resentment. The experience of breaking through to Spirit Drawing, which each island had once treasured like a worn-out broom and kept to itself, had been laid bare by Zhao Yi-broken into pieces, mashed up, and fed to the cultivators of every island. Everyone firmly believed that Spirit Drawing cultivators would soon emerge in the Yunsha Sea Region like a gushing well. Previously, islands with Spirit Drawing cultivators had stood high above their neighbors, for better or worse. Now, a single discourse might shatter that state of affairs!
This was also what Zhao Yi wanted to see. In his eyes, the Yunsha Sea Region was developing far too slowly. It could support the emergence of Dao Foundation cultivators, but certainly not Core Condensation cultivators. Resources were too scarce, and those suited to Dao Foundation cultivation were scarcer still!
To change this, the Yunsha Sea Region's strength had to be raised!
As for what the other islands thought, Zhao Yi did not care!
Dao Foundation cultivators had a lifespan of a hundred and eighty years. Zhao Yi was fifty-three this year, leaving him, at the very most, a hundred and thirty years! It seemed like a great deal, but in truth, it was nowhere near enough!
With resources scarce as well, the road to pursuing the Dao was exceedingly difficult.
"Heh, let's see who dares interfere!"
Daoist Liefeng of the Han Family on Black Star Island, Zhao Xinghe of the Zhao Family of Little Wave Island, Xu Ziqing of the Xu Family on Yellow Spirit Island, and Chen Qisong all heard