Storm Rising

Fourteen days seemed like a mere blink of an eye for most cultivators.

As Qi Er took the stage once again, a sigh of regret escaped the lips of many.

Even though not everyone could participate in the discussions, their time spent listening for fourteen days had exceeded their expectations.

They wished for the discourse to extend for another month, allowing them to learn more from the insights of higher-level cultivators.

“I understand your sentiments, my friends. Time is limited, and indeed, fourteen days may seem short. However, this is only the first exchange conference. As future conferences become more refined, I assure you that you will be satisfied,” Qi Er said, reinvigorating the crowd with just a few words.

He was right.

This was the inaugural exchange conference, and there would be second and third conferences in the future.

The content of this conference alone was enough for them to digest for a long time. There was no need to rush.