Xu Fan sat aboard a lone boat, smiling up at Ming Kong in the sky.
With a wave of his hand, a small table appeared, along with four plates of side dishes and two jugs of wine.
"Sit~"
The two each poured themselves a cup and drained them together.
"That small Middle Thousand World holds little value for our Hidden Spirit Sect apart from its Spirit Ore," Xu Fan said.
"The Elder Council wishes to exchange Spirit Ore for that small Middle Thousand World," Ming Kong said.
"That will do. You only need to mine the Immortal Artifact Spirit Ore from that Middle Thousand World and hand it over to the Hidden Spirit Sect." Xu Fan raised his cup again.
"What do you plan to do with that small Middle Thousand World? Pull it back and merge it with the Feather Realm, or develop the Elder Council's influence there directly?" Xu Fan asked.
"Merge it. Using that small Middle Thousand World as the foundation, we can nurture a Small Immortal Realm within the Feather Realm."
"With a Small Immortal Realm, the Feather Realm will have nothing to fear in the star domain," Ming Kong said.
"What lofty ambition. Forming a Small Immortal Realm will take at least tens of thousands of years. Elder Ming Kong truly thinks far ahead for our Feather Realm. I admire that." Xu Fan praised him.
"I cannot compare with the Great Elder. You gave away a small Middle Thousand World just like that." Ming Kong raised his cup in a toast to Xu Fan.
"I simply cannot be bothered with all that trouble. If we were truly to develop that small Middle Thousand World, my hundred thousand-plus disciples would definitely not be enough."
"We would have to recruit disciples, gather resources, equip Magic Treasures, refine