Lin Mo continued his patrol, spotting Wu Meiyu near the entrance to the Celestial Hot Spring. The Chief Operations Officer was speaking with a small delegation of elders from a mid-tier sect, effortlessly navigating their subtle political probing while luring them into the comfort of that facility. In the end, she secured a booking for five private suites as she called for the staff inside to guide them in.
"Everything seems to be running on autopilot." Lin Mo murmured, a sense of deep satisfaction washing over him. This was the dream. A self-sustaining ecosystem of convenience.
However, complacency was the enemy of progress. And he still had a major personal task hanging over his head.
"It's time for me to find a method for tempering my body. I must do it before climbing the tower again."
As he was thinking of that, a golden blur zipped past an aisle of talisman displays before transforming into the energetic form of his prodigious assistant.
