"Alright… this is a good start," he muttered.
The hall was quiet. Too quiet.
The Trial World hadn't given him any mission or guidance since he arrived. No messages. No hints. Nothing.
He leaned back in the chair, tapping the armrest with his finger.
"So what am I supposed to do? Sit here and wait?" he scoffed. "No. I'm not that kind of person."
He stood up and looked out the window toward the vast mountain range.
"If this world wants to test me… then fine. I'll rise to the top."
He clenched his fist, lightning flickering around it.
"Maybe that's what the Trial wants. For me to dominate this place."
He took a deep breath.
"I'll build a real power here. A sect that stands above all others."
Outside, disciples were busy rebuilding courtyards, repairing stone walls, and reactivating formations. The remaining elders were organizing manuals, checking resources, and making sure Tian Lei's rules were followed.
The entire sect was moving.
