As Han Leu left, Lin Xiaotian slowly stood up, his robe shifting lightly as he walked toward the edge and looked out over the sect in silence. The newly recruited disciples had already been settled by the menial disciples, their arrangements handled smoothly without any disturbance to the sect's flow.
The overall strength of the sect had risen steadily, with most First-generation disciples now stabilizing around the mid tiers of Core Formation after the recent blessings. Yan Feng stood out the most, having already reached the eighth layer of Core Formation, his progress sharp and far ahead of the rest.
Lin Xiaotian's gaze lingered for a moment before he turned inward, checking his storage space filled with various items he had recently gathered. As he looked through them, a faint ache rose in his chest as he realized how much he had spent in such a short time.
