In such circumstances, it was already no easy feat for the remaining members of the Fire Cloud Sect to survive.
To try to amass wealth, raise the grade of their Spirit Veins, widely recruit disciples, and revive the Sect…
Was no different from a fool's daydream.
The council ended amid a stifling atmosphere.
The disciples left one after another, each harboring their own thoughts.
After the other ten disciples had departed—
Zhong Sumin reported with a heavy expression, "Master, news just came: another three disciples left Flame Island without informing anyone. One of them is Junior Brother Liu Moyan, who just formed his Dao Foundation."
Ming Shen True Master's body paused slightly.
Only after a long moment did he shake his head and sigh.
"Each person has their own aspirations. We cannot force them. Let them go."
It had been ten years.
He had led the Sect's most promising young disciples and fled far to Flame Island in Yue Country.
