Wealth without a return home is like wearing splendid robes for a nighttime walk.
Shen Hex has secluded himself for over eighty years, and now that the Foundation of the Great Dao is established, he is almost unrivaled in this inland region. It's time to return to the Cultivation Realm and see how the world has changed over time.
Moreover, he must take care of unfinished business.
Without delay, Shen Hex made his arrangements and immediately left the island.
"Whoosh!"
Upon reaching outside the island, the spiritual energy plummeted, but Shen Hex still took a deep breath, feeling like a mountain hermit seeing the light of day again.
However, it was merely a feeling. Although he's stayed on the island all these years, he wasn't entirely ignorant to the happenings around him or the changes in the Cultivation Realm. He frequently sent out his Contracted Spirit Beast and some disciples to gather intelligence, so he knew the world's currents without stepping outside.
