The Central Continent was populous and prosperous, a place where strange and wondrous events occurred so frequently that its people had long since become jaded.
News of a Cultivator achieving Core Formation or reaching the Nascent Soul realm would only be the talk of the town for a few days.
Even earth-shattering news, like a Divine Being slaying a Celestial Demon in a battle that raged from the heavens to the earth, would only cause a stir for half a year before fading into obscurity. They didn't even pay much mind to the calamities caused by the Demon Court and Demon Sects of the Western and Northern Continents.
In the eyes of the Central Continent people, their own Sects and Noble Families were titans with legacies stretching back tens of thousands of years. With them standing guard, the Central Continent was as stable as Mount Tai. The Demon Sects and Demon Court were nothing but jumping clowns, easily crushed with a flick of a finger.
