"This..."
Wang Jixuan thought carefully before replying:
"Recently, Hermit Luoshan has been leading those strange creatures in continuously transforming this Ancient Battlefield.
"His wish is to restore vitality to this place, while I want to build a city of Mechanical Civilization here. That requires refining this Small World into a Mustard Seed Universe."
Feng Zheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "There are so many heroes under heaven, yet you're the only one I truly admire."
Daoist Wang was somewhat puzzled. "Hm? Why do you say that?"
"You keep taking and taking from him, yet that senior still thinks so highly of you!"
Feng Zheng sighed emotionally:
"A young and promising Human Race talent like me, already a quasi-Golden Immortal at such an early age, has been crushed so hard by you that I can barely breathe.
"Alas, how tragic!"
Wang Jixuan nearly kicked him.
Unfortunately, they were not close enough for that yet. They would need to drink together a few more times first.
Bai Ning said softly, "Junior Brother Wang, Master sent us here to ask whether you need help refining this land."
Seeing Wang Jixuan hesitate, Bai Ning immediately added:
"Our Sword God Palace has absolutely no intention of laying claim to this Ancient Battlefield. Whether it is the treasures within or the baleful aura, if you are willing, Junior Brother Wang, you can take out some to gift to the Spear God Palace and Slaughter God Palace.
"As for our Sword God Palace, if fellow disciples later wish to condense Sword Intent related to baleful aura, it should be fine for us to borrow this place, right?"
"Of course."
Wang Jixuan's expression turned serious:
"I'll go discuss it with Hermit Luoshan right away. Our Sword God Palace has taken the greatest benefits here, so the Spear God Palace