After placing the last formation and distributing pills, manuals, and resources, Feng Yun dismissed the clan members.
"Return to your residences. Cultivate properly. Merge with your new strength." Feng Yun said as he dismissed all.
The entire Feng Clan shifted into a silent cultivation frenzy.
Feng Yun did not stay to watch.
He stepped out of the estate alone, crossing the street with unhurried footsteps. His aura was fully withdrawn. To anyone watching, he looked like a young master strolling casually through the evening.
Cloud Treasure Pavilion, the Feng clan's commercial front.
Lanterns illuminated the shopfront. Business was steady, with customers flowing in and out with bags of herbs and low-grade pills. Nothing unusual. Nothing flashy. Just quietly successful.
Good.
Feng Yun pushed open the door.
