Contribution Hall.
The three ancient characters on the plaque were simple and clear.
Cultivators streamed in and out of the great hall in a constant flow.
Chu Mu paused, lost in thought. The question that had been nagging at him before he entered the Marketplace surfaced once more.
Once the chaos erupted, it had spiraled beyond his expectations, sweeping across the entire Great Chu Cultivation Immortal World.
And everything he had seen and heard since coming out of seclusion confirmed this was no exaggeration.
The entire Great Chu Cultivation Immortal World was essentially engulfed in the flames of war. Even areas untouched by the fighting were inevitably affected; absolute peace was nowhere to be found.
His previous plan to simply hide from the trouble had been snuffed out at its source.
'Since it's the same no matter where I go,' he thought, 'I obviously need to consider how to secure the greatest benefit for myself in these chaotic times.'
