Inside the Grand Council Hall of Celestial Gate Mountain, the preeminent figures who determined the fates of millions of mortals across thousands of miles of the Southern Border were deep in discussion.
The Southern Border Beast Taming Sect now had over a thousand disciples, and the mortal servants living on the mountain numbered more than ten thousand. The vassal families beyond the mountain were simply innumerable. Yet, the number of people qualified to enter this hall and have their voices heard could be counted on two hands.
After reaching Foundation Establishment, Fang Qingyuan's entry into the hall would have been a stretch, relying on the strength of Yuanling Mountain alone. But now that he was Lechuan's disciple, when he entered the Grand Council Hall to participate in discussions, others would at most cast envious glances. No one would dare question his status.
