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The dust in the hall had yet to settle.
The smell of blood in the Council Hall mixed with the smell of freshly plastered mortar.
Zhao Deyun pushed over a paper list. "Aunt Xin, Qiyuan, three Soul Saints will be filling the vacancies this time: Lin Jingshuo (Crimson Maple Branch), Yang Zhihe (Firefly Lamp), and Shi Mingrui (Rock Flower). They'll arrive in a few days."
"The Soul Saints sent later will arrive one after another. If any new Soul Douluo emerge from the Vine Sea Secret Realm, they'll be transferred here first."
The ancestral land originally had eleven Soul Saints: three guarded the Tuosike industries, three went to Vine Sea for further training, and the remaining five guarded the mountain.
Mo Qiyuan scanned the names, his still-unhealed, wounded arm resting on the edge of the table, his voice flat. "In this battle... of those five, only two remain."
His gaze fell back to the list. "The Demon Dragon Legion lost three mid-tier Soul Douluo, plus more than two hundred elite Evil Soul Masters. They were almost wiped out. That's enough for them to lick their wounds for a while. In the short term... they won't be able to stir up trouble. This arrangement... works."
Mo Qiyuan paused, pressed the list under a paperweight, and tapped his knuckles on the words "Rock Flower." "The Shi Clan's martial soul happens to be just the hard stake we need for the mountain pass bastion."
According to this plan, within five years, the ancestral land would have personnel led by one Titled Douluo, four Soul Douluo, and eight high-level soul masters above the Soul Saint Level, with the Moon Palace as external support as well. In terms of safety, they had a