The two Chen Clan elders bent at the waist, their peripheral vision constantly flicking toward Song Changsheng, terrified of displeasing him.
They no longer merely wanted to survive. They wanted to seize this opportunity to break free from this cage once and for all. Thus, not only were they exceptionally cooperative, they also wished to serve Song Changsheng well. Only then could they discuss terms later, could they not?
Though the Small World was safe, it could never compare to the outside world's abundance and diversity. Its resources were also scarce, making cultivation far more difficult than it was outside.
If given the chance, they would leave this world without hesitation.
So long as Song Changsheng could help them realize that dream, let alone these Spirit Plants and scriptures and ancient texts—he could have whatever he wanted. Even if he wanted people, they would not hesitate in the slightest.
While they were practically dying to grovel at his feet, Song Changsheng's mind was not on them at all. He strode up to the Earth Spirit and said, "The Chen Clan has already been destroyed. Under the current circumstances, there is no meaning in your remaining in this Small World. It is also a waste of your racial gift.
"This Seat has a good destination in mind. Perhaps it may even help you advance further beyond your current level in the future. Are you interested?"
Hearing this, the Earth Spirit plopped down on the ground. Its massive head shook like a rattle-drum as it repeatedly waved its hands. "I was ordered by my lord to remain stationed here. Unless this world is destroyed or I receive my lord's written decree, I will absolutely not leave this place by even half a step."
Song Changsheng frowned slightly. "Do you know that the