Invite Spirit Hall! A Helpless Choice!

Did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect want this prestige? Of course they did.

But what Spirit Hall had done before had left him deeply displeased, so he had deliberately left them out.

Now that someone had brought it up, he did not really want to respond.

At that moment, an elderly elder pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Sovereign Ning, go speak with Spirit Hall and have them send a team over as well."

Sovereign Ning's expression darkened slightly. Whoever handled this would be cursed to death—how could he possibly agree to do it?

So, he pointed at an elder and said,

"You go speak with Spirit Hall."

The elder's face immediately showed fear. Clearly, he was also terrified of the consequences of dealing with Spirit Hall, and he hurriedly said,

"Sovereign Ning, I'm not qualified enough. Besides, we just fought a war with Spirit Hall. If I go make contact, my position as an elder will probably be finished."

Sovereign Ning snorted. Since no one wanted to go, then no one would go.

Then he simply gave up and said,

"Whoever wants to go can go."

The three elderly elders exchanged glances, their expressions turning slightly grim.

Then one of the elderly elders stepped forward and said,

"Since no one wants to go, let's vote. Whoever gets the most votes goes."

An elderly elder beside him quickly said,

"Fine. That would be fairer."

The elders below turned pale. Clearly, they were afraid they would be chosen, knowing the consequences would be dire.

But they also knew that under normal circumstances, Spirit Hall still needed to be invited.

After all, Spirit Hall was the leading power in this world.

One of the elders said,

"Alright, let's do it that way!"

Sovereign Ning considered it. It was indeed fairer, so