Dozens of newly recruited disciples were sitting cross-legged in the square of the Tanjen Organization.
Henry stood at the forefront, holding a book of elixirs and preaching. Besides them, there were no pill seekers.
The cultivators had all gone to watch the sanctuary assessment. Otherwise, this place would have been overcrowded, as the Tanjen Organization had become the only place where cultivators in True Life could seek pills.
There was nowhere else they could go but here.
Footsteps echoed down the staircase.
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