In the Houde Realm, Jiuxian was not just a term for those who loved wine; it also referred broadly to a certain region.
That region occupied quite a large space. As far as was currently known, it had nine stable plates.
Those plates vaguely formed the shape of a wine goblet, and the local customs were extremely fierce, as if everyone had drunk themselves into a frenzy, which was how it got its name.
There were no especially large forces in this place, but there were quite a few medium-to-large ones, and it was relatively chaotic.
Across the nine plates were a total of thirteen Tier 5 Spirit Veins, and on the surface, seven Out-of-Body True Venerables were involved.
But clearly, matters could not be viewed that way. Behind every Tier 5 Spirit Vein, there was no lack of a True Venerable's shadow.
Several Tier 5 Spirit Veins here changed hands frequently. Every eighty or hundred years, something would always be stirred up.
True Venerable Qianhuan did not say which spirit vein was his, and Han Li nodded to indicate that he had not lied.
However, Qu Jianlei was not so easily fooled. "I hope you can explain the situation a little more clearly!"
This was tantamount to digging up Qianhuan's foundations, but there was no helping it. He could not refuse to answer.
He could only confess which spirit vein he occupied, and he did not dare lie either.
Hearing this, Wen Xian could not help speaking up to ask, "That spirit vein seems to be fought over quite fiercely, doesn't it?"
There were many disputes in the Jiuxian region. There were few major wars, but constant small battles. His disciples had taken on quite a few formation jobs there.
True Venerable Qianhuan answered resentfully, "They're all my people.