He had built the Bihai Sect with his own two hands, witnessing its journey from inception, from weakness to prosperity.
His early efforts had since paid dividends many times over.
Truth be told, if not for the Bihai Sect—his personal Treasure Basin—Lü Zhong would likely be worrying about Spirit Stones right now. He would be forced to act like other Core Formation cultivators, either traveling to Outer Realms like the Nether Abyss Continent to search for precious Spirit Medicines or participating in expeditions to Ancient Secret Realms, living a life of danger and thrills.
Perhaps because he was in high spirits, he lectured until dusk.
"Today's preaching concludes here. A transcription will be sent to the Inheritance Hall afterward. Furthermore, I expect you all to continue your diligent cultivation. Do not disappoint the Sect and its painstaking efforts to nurture you!"
With that, he transformed into a streak of rainbow light and departed.
