By the time the morning bell sounded, disciples had already begun moving throughout the Sanatan Flame Sect. Some headed toward the training grounds, others toward cultivation chambers, while a few could be seen carrying supplies between various halls.
Near the center of the sect, however, four disciples had gathered before the newest addition to the Sanatan Flame Sect.
The Mission Hall.
The massive structure stood proudly beneath the morning sunlight, its jade-like walls gleaming faintly while the dragon statues guarding the entrance appeared even more imposing than they had the previous evening.
Xiao Rui stared at it for several moments before finally speaking.
"So we actually have a Mission Hall now."
Beside him, Lee Bie folded his arms.
"Honestly, I still think Master just pulled it out of nowhere."
"He probably did."
"Fair point."
The two continued examining the building until approaching footsteps drew their attention.
Cheng Fang and Zong Bu were finally arriving.
