"Was the journey smooth? You didn't run into any attacks, did you?"
Duan Tongtian asked.
The highest cultivation level among the defeated Lizard Race soldiers left behind was no more than the Void Refinement Stage. When they encountered large Human Race forces, these remnants kept far away and did not dare approach at all. After the Human Race organized groups to wipe out batches of them, attacks on Human Race strongholds became rare.
Duan Tongtian knew that Wang Xiangrong was Wang Changsheng's clone. With Wang Xiangrong personally leading the group, there naturally would be no problems. The Lizard Race's Body Integration Cultivators were either dead or missing, and attacking Human Race strongholds had little meaning. If they stayed here, they would eventually be captured by Human Race cultivators.
"No, everything went smoothly. I'll leave these people to you to arrange."
Wang Xiangrong pointed at the cultivators aboard the five Azure Flying Boats and said.
There were more than fifty thousand cultivators. Most were Wang Family disciples, while the rest had been transferred from affiliated forces. This was only the first batch; a second batch would arrive later.
There was no way around it. The territory the Wang Family had occupied this time was simply too vast. Even after spreading out more than twenty thousand people, they were still short-handed.
The Wang Family had to transfer half its manpower to develop the new territory. It had also occupied quite a few Spirit Veins and Spirit Ores of the Fourth Order, and both the Spirit Ores and Spirit Veins needed people to manage them. The same went for the Markets.
The Wang Family had established a large Market—the Flying Dragon Market. It had been built in the Flying Dragon Mountains, where there was a Seventh-Order Spirit Vein and abundant spiritual energy. The