At the Sky-Bull Mountain Range, Fairy Mystic Moon stood at the entrance of a sprawling manor and sent out a Sound Transmission Talisman.
Before long, the courtyard gate opened, and Wang Chan walked out. He bowed and said, "Senior Yang, my master invites you in."
Wang Chan escorted Fairy Mystic Moon to a quiet courtyard. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat inside a blue stone pavilion. After receiving the Sound Transmission Talisman Fairy Mystic Moon had sent, they had come out.
Wang Changsheng had already refined Nether River Water into his Dharma Aspect. Wang Ruyan had only used up two boxes of Celestial Sound Sand; had Fairy Mystic Moon not come to visit, she would have continued refining her Dharma Aspect.
"Fairy Yang, what orders did Senior Lin give?"
Wang Changsheng asked.
"Senior Lin plans to transfer a group of High-Level Cultivators to infiltrate the Lizard Race's hinterland and launch raids. After returning, the cultivators who participate in this mission won't have to take part in battle for a hundred years. Those who make great contributions may even be rewarded with Tribulation-Transcending Treasures."
Fairy Mystic Moon gave him the full details.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were somewhat tempted. Raiding deep behind enemy lines offered plenty of room for maneuver and was much safer than fighting on the frontline. Not having to participate in battle for a hundred years was simply too tempting.
No one knew how long this war would last. If the Wang Family delayed entering the battle, their losses would be minimal. The factions that had joined the battle first had suffered considerable losses, and some Lineages and sects had already been crippled.
Everything had its advantages and disadvantages. Raiding deep behind enemy lines made it easy to be surrounded and annihilated by the enemy.
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