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The water traffic within the city was intersected; the narrow, packed network of rivers split the city into tiny patches while numerous different types of boats passed through.

Looking from above, it was a city that floated on water.

At that moment, several large warships stopped at the large harbor as though they were fortresses moving across the water. Many people, who were wearing unusual uniforms, walked down.

"Father!"

One of the lines consisted of troops, wearing bright red uniforms, and ladies, whose auras were graceful and restrained.

Among them was a young lady with an egg-shaped face. She grabbed her father’s arm nervously and said, "You must be careful on the journey this time!"

"Don’t worry, we, the Red Cotton Sect were a well-known sect in the Red Prefecture before... Even if we were forced to move, nothing would happen!"

The middle-aged man comforted his daughter by patting the back of her hand, but his heart was filled with helplessness.

A sect’s foundation was based on their ability to control a territory. Only when it had a territory could it receive various kinds of offerings and be able to take in disciples.

Although it sounded vulgar, it was, in actual fact, the highest priority.

The arrogant dream masters from before were able to rule Da Qian only because they had a paradise with a large amount of resources. They had almost caused chaos in the imperial court as well.

After having power, one would naturally have greater ambitions, this is common knowledge.

Dream Masters were able to produce resources themselves, providing for thousands upon thousands of the Spiritual Knights and Wuzongs. Naturally, they would ask for a higher power.

Of course, with the turn of events, many Dream Masters died after the Demon Spirit disaster. This kind of power was also lost completely. The fight for the few spots with resources left in this secular world was, however, increasingly violent.

This was even more true for the coastal prefectures, where they were, luckily, able to escape from the hands of the demons.

Many leftover sects and small forces travelled there to escape from the disaster and began fighting for the resources with the local villains there. Just from the amount of bloodshed that the middle-aged man saw, there was definitely no less than 10.

The Red Cotton Sect had no choice but to fight viciously with the enemies for over 10 battles before they were barely able to get one small town to stay in.

"The Demon Spirit disaster has yet to end, yet humankind are killing each other for small territories. This is too ridiculous!"

The middle-aged man tilted his head up to look at Hailan City, his eyes burned with a trace of hope, "Maybe... Heavenly Spirit Association can change what’s happening now!"

In order for the disputes to end, to accommodate and stabilize were all jokes. The best way to end the war was for a strong power to oppress everything, and even unify everyone.

"After this alliance meeting, Heavenly Spirit Association would be completely under the East Ocean Prefectures. No one would dare to defy their orders, hence, this might be able to solve all the disputes!"

The middle-aged man sighed and pulled his daughter’s arm, "Let’s go... follow me and enter the city!"

Looking at how the faces of his disciples still showed their childish nature, he was filled with determination. Even if Heavenly Spirit Association really unified the world and challenged the position of the Demon Spirits, he wouldn’t be afraid to depend on the association and give up some of his decision-making power.

At this time, no matter what sect one belonged to, one had to be able to let go of it.

Of course, this consensus was agreed only among the Spiritual Knights.

Under the command of the Heavenly Spirit Association, there were still some misunderstandings between many Spiritual Knights and Wuzongs. Although they weren’t looked down upon like when the Dream Masters were in the commanding position, the problem between them was still gradually multiplying.

This was especially so for the hate between Spiritual Knights and Dream Masters—it was difficult to resolve.

After several massacres, it didn’t matter who was right or wrong previously. They wouldn’t be able to coexist unless one party was completely defeated.

At that moment, a small boat with a black awning also stopped at the harbor.

Fang Yuan was dressed all-white, with a beautiful jade that hung on his waist, a silver hat on his head, and carried a fan in his hands as if he was a son from a wealthy family that was out on a solo trip. He leisurely walked to the harbor, looked up at the sky, and squinted his eyes.

"Fate tends to move in one direction, this is how human thoughts are determined! If there’s no power interfering, then the Heavenly Spirit Association will succeed this time and even dominate the east side!"

Ever since the Fiery Golden Eyes had increased to level three, he was able to witness many different phenomenons as long as he focused slightly. This was the case even when he was at the Da Qian Empire.

For this, Fang Yuan could use fate to directly explain it and could still be confident in being successful. If he acted like a fortune teller, he might even be able to earn a name for himself.

"The day of the alliance meeting is drawing near. There might be talents hidden in Hailan City..."

He identified the phenomenon of the nothingness and had plans immediately, "The one seizing the unrivalled ability here must be connected to the Heavenly Spirit Association."

After talking to the two ex-sages, Fang Yuan didn’t agree nor disagree. Instead, he casually dismissed Evil Divine and Baize before coming to Hailan City himself.

"The world has been split into four now. If the Alliance of Dream Masters want to advance, becoming large and powerful, then it needs to take these coastal prefectures. The conflict with Heavenly Spirit Association, on the other hand, cannot be avoided..."

The production of resources by dream masters were mainly dependent on themselves.

Any one of the fertile lands would yield a large amount of production, the heavenly abode of the sages could even be compared to a small world.

Hence, the Dream Master from before wasn’t very interested in having a spot with resources. However, this wouldn’t work anymore.

The abode of the sages had collapsed, the fertile lands no longer existed, and there were all kinds of fights for survival. This caused the scramble for resources to become increasingly violent.

"If there weren’t any accidents... When the Demon Spirit disaster was about to start at any moment, was it the first time that human cultivators engaged in a large scale infighting?"

Fang Yuan gazed at the sky, and suddenly looked towards the outside of the city and recited in a quiet voice.

In that direction, he instantly saw a few black clouds nearby. They were familiar, and should be Dream Masters that had changed cultivations. They even had a mighty power to back them.

The other party might have used some kind of secret method to hide their presence well as it seemed that they didn’t attract the attention of the Spiritual Knights in the city.

However, when Fang Yuan took an alternative route, and was observing them using his detection technique, the other party looked as though they buried their heads in the sand—very obvious. It was hilarious.

"I’m not in a hurry to meet with them now... I can find out more about the Spiritual Knights first."

In actual fact, it didn’t matter if they were those Spiritual Knights or the Dream Masters outside. To Fang Yuan, they were all precious possessions.

To the world, heavenly energy was naturally the most precious. The second-in-line was the different talented individuals.

"Da Qian Empire had met with a vast change, perhaps there might be a child of fate that will be born..."

Fang Yuan shook his head. He didn’t have any thoughts of begging for a boon from a child of fate. Instead, he had thought highly of, not an individual, but the various culture of cultivation and practice that the Da Qian Empire had cultivated.

It didn’t matter if it was a Dream Master, Spiritual Knights or Wuzongs, they all represented a special "way of life"!

No matter how dazzling the way of life and civilization was, it needed people to bear the weight!

Although the path of these Dream Masters had already been seized, it didn’t mean that there was no hope in recovering.

Just by looking at the real cultivation and practice techniques of the Demonic Heart Realm would allow the Dream Master profession to rise and dazzle people again.

Of course, even if Fang Yuan could do it, he wouldn’t spread it. Otherwise, the largest force would still be the old Dream Masters, especially the Sages!

"In actual fact... the day will be coming soon... the continuous advancement of the Demon Spirits as well as the activation of the passed down memories that would eventually fall into the hands of the Dream Masters. Although Demon Spirit techniques are unsuitable for humankind, it’s only the issue of improvisation..."

Due to this, Fang Yuan felt an urgency to expand.

Having resources was a must even if the cultivation techniques were good.

As long as that the forces developed and become large and powerful, then they would be able to occupy the territories first in the event that the Dream Masters were able to rise again.

"So much so that it’s directly consolidating the world’s Dream Masters into my own forces!"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists as his ambitions surfaced.

The original Dream Masters had five, large forces; Divine Lotus Cult had been incorporated; Source Seeking Sect had already been oppressed, and had long been dispersed; the other Dream Masters cannot be traced.

As for the Realm Alliance’s Sage, The Ancient One, he just died at his hands. If there were no accidents, then the whole Realm Alliance would be in chaos soon.

Today, after finishing off the Evil Divine Sect and Baize Mountain, Dream Masters would be without a leader—all he had to do was kill the two Sages!

He ought to say that the idea was actually possible, making him a little convinced.

This is especially the case when, with his current power, he could actually make it happen!

"Of course... I cannot do such things in broad daylight!"

Fang Yuan once again focused on the growing large phenomenon within the nothingness, "maybe... I should find the Heaven Spirit Ancestor and talk!"

Based on this person’s nickname, one could know his status in the Heavenly Spirit Association. He was at least the same rank as its founding elder.

With his help, it would be easier to scheme against the two Sages and have someone to take the blame for it in the future.

"Hmm... Let me see... This city hides three True Elements, and two True Divines?"

Fang Yuan squinted his eyes, "the strongest among them should be the Heaven Spirit Ancestor."

"Aiya!"

At this time, a lady looked at Fang Yuan, face deathly pale and screamed.

"Hong Er, what happened?"

Several people beside her panicked in an instant, "Did the brat do something to you?"

They were feeling uneasy from the start since they were here to join the alliance meeting. Seeing that Fang Yuan was alone, they immediately surrounded him consciously.

"Hmph!"

Fang Yuan shot a side glance, and coldly snorted once, "You... are you looking for death? Go away!"

Currently, he was one of the few that was best in the aspect of sage techniques and magical powers, and was of high position. Under his killing aura and his commanding gaze, the surrounding cultivators felt like their breathing was oppressed even though he didn’t use his elemental force. Cold sweat started to form on their foreheads.

Several people in front of Fang Yuan were shivering, they nearly suffocated and moved away unconsciously.

"I... I’m fine!"

The teenager named Hong Er clenched her chest and looked at Fang Yuan with fear, "This has nothing to do with mister, I apologize..."

"Be cautious next time!"

Seeing how there were already people looking over, Fang Yuan left quickly to avoid attention.

"Father... This person is so scary! I thought I saw mountains of corpses and oceans of blood..."

After his shadow disappeared, Hong Er then said, with lingering fear, to the middle-aged man beside her.

"The ’Kun Ming Magic Manual’ that Hong Er cultivated and practised is mainly used to detect power and is sensitive to murderous intent. For him to be able to make you react this way... that person has probably killed numerous people..."

The middle-aged man was also afraid after awhile. He had almost provoked a monster.