Became a hands-off manager

On the vast land, countless human martial artists gathered, rushing towards the direction of the spatial rift.

Among the crowd were students from Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy—those who had been utterly defeated by Su Lang in duels, those who had been deeply inspired by Su Lang's lectures, as well as An Xin, Xiao Ning, Yun Yemeng, Miao Feichen, and many others.

There were also residents of Eastern City who had been saved by Su Lang—those martial artists who had trembled under dozens of S-class fierce beasts, those Martial Kings who had knelt before Su Lang and offered treasures.

And the martial artists of Nanlin City who had witnessed Su Lang's formidable power, and Yin Zhou, Bao Zheng, Yu Feng, and others from the Red Maple Outpost.

They looked up at the young figure beneath the spatial rift, their eyes filled with deep admiration and reverence!

"That's Martial God Su Lang!"

"The one standing respectfully behind Martial God Su Lang is the Quasi-Saint of the Wind Spirit Race!"

"Hahahaha, the Quasi-Saint of the Wind Spirit Race standing behind our race's Martial God like a servant, it's truly exhilarating!"

"Yes, the Wind Spirit Race has submitted, and the dark clouds over our Human Race have finally dissipated!"

"All of this is thanks to Martial God Su Lang and Martial God Yan Hengxing; without them, no matter how much we struggled, it would have been useless."

"Indeed, especially Martial God Su Lang, he is the great martial artist who turned the tide for our Human Race and secured our victory!"

"Speaking of which, Martial God Su Lang and I were classmates! Back in the assessment hall of Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy, I lost a hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones to him!"

"Brother, so you also had dealings with Martial God Su Lang! Back then, Martial God Su Lang and I even drank together in a small place!"

"Tch, you guys just brag! We don't believe it!"

"…"

The martial artists conversed as they ran, with Su Lang being the center of all their discussions.

The Wind Spirit Race, on the other hand, was somewhat silent.

They gathered together, taking heavy steps as they hurried towards the spatial rift.

Some looked up at Huangfu Qin in the sky, their eyes holding a hint of expectation, hoping that all of this was false!

But seeing Huangfu Qin's subservient demeanor, they knew that all of this was true!

The Wind Spirit Race had lost, and their Quasi-Saint had submitted!

These martial artists of the Wind Spirit Race had not yet been appeased by Huangfu Qin; their hearts were filled with fear and bewilderment.

And the source of this fear and bewilderment was the Human Race's Martial God, Su Lang, who stood before Huangfu Qin, hands behind his back, looking down upon the world!

At this moment, Su Lang floated in the air, with billions of living beings from the land coming to pay their respects!

"Su Lang!"

Yan Hengxing was the first to arrive before Su Lang, a very relaxed smile on his face.

He had carried a heavy burden for over a thousand years, and now that it was lifted, he was practically bouncing as he walked!

"Senior Yan Hengxing, you've worked hard!"

Su Lang also smiled faintly in response.

"Oh, please don't call me 'Senior,' just call me Old Yan!"

Yan Hengxing laughed heartily, "Also, from now on, both the Human Race and the Wind Spirit Race will respect you. I plan to travel around, go into seclusion for cultivation, and enjoy life!"

"Hmm? Old Yan? You want to enjoy life?"

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, a playful look on his face, "I'm afraid your plan might fall through. You'll still be managing the Human Race from now on.

After all, I'm still so young and need to diligently cultivate and improve myself!"

"What?"

Yan Hengxing looked surprised, his eyes widening, "I've worked hard for over a thousand years; you're not going to let me rest?"

"Uh…"

"I don't want to manage such a large organization either. How about you retire once we find a suitable person?"

Su Lang rubbed his nose and chuckled, "Anyway, when you're free, you can travel around, and there's no pressure."

"…"

Yan Hengxing was speechless for a moment, then said, "But I need to have the opportunity to be 'free'… Alright, I'll hold on a bit longer."

In just a few words between them, the heavy responsibility of managing the Human Race still fell upon Yan Hengxing.

Su Lang successfully became a carefree boss!

At this moment, the human martial artists and Wind Spirit Race martial artists in the distance also arrived one after another.

All gazes of admiration, awe, and worship were focused on Su Lang!