"Thank you," the little boy said happily, looking up to express his gratitude.

"These aren't free," Xia Xiang said seriously.

"I have two hundred thousand," the boy said, waving his phone.

Xia Xiang looked at him with amusement, "Little rascal, wasn't this found with your sister's help?"

"Hehe, yes..." the boy chuckled, shrinking his neck.

"I want you to build an alliance," Xia Xiang said seriously.

"Establish an alliance that helps each other, aids the weak, and protects time and space. It can be hidden or revealed to the world, but only if it can shelter people with special abilities like you and others, as well as protect those without abilities."

"I promise," the young boy said firmly, "but how do I do it?"

“Just like cultivation, there are methods and steps involved. Take it slow.” Xia Xiang patted his shoulder and said, then stayed with him until Xiao Ci and the other three arrived.

"I'm leaving Xiao Ci in your care."

"Okay, no problem," Xiao Ci said with a smile.

There's nothing wrong with giving him simple help from the Demon-Slaying Island; there was a great deal of chaos in this timeline before.

What that damned dean said about ascension might not be untrue. It's just that that person may have sacrificed himself to time and space to end this chaos, sealing off the entire space-time continuum.

Now that things have developed to this point, the Yunxu Sect has registered the copyrights for all their own things under the sect's name, making it impossible to use them anymore.

However, they didn't have much stuff left; compared to the historical data left behind on the entire Demon-Slaying Island, it was just a drop in the ocean.

She didn't know about Yunxu Academy before, and she didn't expect that after so long, its legacy could still be preserved.

"Retrieve the information on the Yunxu Sect, seal it away, and use it when needed later," Xia Xiang instructed before heading back to Bamo Island.

"Xiangxiang, my second brother asked me to tell you to come back to the Silver Dimension when you have time," Xiao Ci said with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

His second brother became extremely agitated when he thought about how Xia Xiang had actually deleted his memories. He had been cursing Xia Xiang for days, and only Zhou Yu could put up with him.

“…Okay.” Xia Xiang’s head ached just thinking about Sun Quan’s sour face.