Gu Fan spent another hour cross-referencing maps and records.
He continued flipping through bamboo scroll after bamboo scroll, expecting hidden secrets of the empire or some particularly interesting information.
But instead all he got was...
More imperial propaganda.
More heroic stories.
More exaggerated praise for the Emperor.
More tales about righteous sects bravely exterminating demonic cultivators while somehow always acquiring another spirit mine immediately afterward.
The more he read, the clearer the picture became. His current strength, even after breaking into the Origin Realm, was still insignificant on this larger stage. Local clan patriarchs like Gu Yangtian or Song Tianming were insects compared to the real monsters sitting in the Imperial Dragon Capital and the major sects.
"What incredible luck."
"They kill evil..."
"...and somehow the victim's property always becomes theirs."
"What a fascinating coincidence."
