A patrolling Sword Cultivator flew over from afar. Seeing that his sect leader had returned to the Mountain Gate, he flicked his sword and let out a long cry. More and more Sword Cultivators rose from Dushan's peaks to welcome their leading sword.
Soon, hundreds of Sword Cultivators formed two wings of swords beside the pair, like an enormous bird...
"All he knows is how to put on airs!" The little peacock spoke disdainfully, but her eyes were full of envy. Such a scene could never appear in the Peacock Ancestral Land. Something it revealed set her thinking.
Although human lifespans were pitifully short compared with those of the sacred beasts, in terms of quality of life, humans left the sacred beasts countless streets behind.
Their Peacock Clan might go thousands of years without encountering a single major problem that gave the clan a headache, whereas humans struggled for survival every day. These were two entirely different states of existence.
In that sense, perhaps the sacred beasts' so-called longevity did not mean very much?
On this return, order at Dushan's Mountain Gate had largely settled onto the right track. After the initial chaos, all the work, assignments, and operations of the sect had swiftly completed the transition between systems under the direction of the Golden Core cultivators.
The Quanzhen Sect's nearly two-thousand-year-old Three Prefectures system had reached the end of its natural life, giving way to a true cultivation system. This change accorded with the laws of nature; otherwise, almost the entire cultivation world across the universe would not have followed the same model.
Administration by cultivation realm was the norm in the cultivation world. Breaking down the lineage system and promoting master-disciple succession connected the entire structure from bottom to top, providing cohesion without needlessly adding too many administrative