Ethan did not interfere in the affairs of the God Child anymore.
There was no benefit in wasting effort on something that did not move him closer to the divine fruit. He simply left to search for his next target.
....
Two months later, he stood within the main hall of the sect he had established through the saint.
The hall was vast and newly constructed, forged from spirit stone and reinforced with layered formations. Rows of elders stood in disciplined silence. At the center, the saint was kneeling.
"My lord, the sect is fully functional now. We have one hundred and fifty Weapon Lords serving as elders. The outer and inner courts are established. We are prepared to begin full operations," the saint said, his head was lowered.
Ethan did not respond immediately. His gaze shifted inward.
[Combat Prowess: Tier 17]
The panel hovered before his consciousness.
