"Don't rush to reclaim the rest of Qii Mountain. For now, focus only on the Medicine Garden Secret Realm."
Bai Zichen squinted, holding the section of Fire Bamboo horizontally across his palms. He allowed the specks of flame upon it to climb along his palms and up his forearms as if they had a will of their own.
These orange-red flames were bright and pure. They emitted an endless radiance and seemed to possess an aura that could purify and dispel evil.
And yet, they held no heat. The sensation on his skin was cool, and his Daoist Robe remained completely unscathed.
"There are tens of thousands of mortals in that Secret Realm—all of them are the immediate family of Holy Lotus Sect disciples. Move them all out. Have our Sect transfer the residents of two towns over from Black Mountain to fill the vacancy."
