"Yes, Chairman!"
...
Jintian Palace!
Sikong Yan lay lazily on the glazed rooftop, crossing his legs and appreciating the heavenly phenomenon.
"When we ventured into the Nangong Family's treasury together, it was only nine thousand Spirit Seals.." He curved his lips into a smile, "Now, in less than two years, you've directly amassed ten thousand. You certainly live up to your name."
As he spoke, he flipped upright and dusted off his robes: "Looks like you're fully prepared. I need to speed up here too."
Before he finished his sentence, his figure dissipated into a wisp of blue smoke.
Wang Family, Sun Family, Sky Sword Pavilion, Yellow Springs Sect, Zhuge Family...
All the Spirit Severing families in the Imperial City stirred.
Some immediately activated the communication array, contacting their distant Spirit Severing ancestors across various provinces.
Some hastily prepared lavish gifts, eager to show goodwill at the first opportunity.
