The crimson Spiritual Radiance hung eternally in the sky.
Just like this land, forever belonging to the Taiyi Sect.
Within the market, bustling crowds continued to pour in, giving it sometimes the illusion of a mortal city.
"Patriarch, don't we need to expand?" In the backyard of the One Leaf Pavilion, under a Spirit Tree, Ye Jingyun looked at Ye Jingcheng.
At this moment, the cultivators of the Taiyi Sect had already departed.
And the restaurant had returned to normal.
This opening was undoubtedly a success.
It showcased the powerful background of the Ye Family and captured the hearts of most loose cultivators.
However, for the never-ending cultivators, the future value of the market might be even higher.
And since it had experienced turmoil, the Taiyi Sect wanted to reduce the fees to enter the market, which would inevitably attract more cultivators and expand the market.
