Upon hearing this, Wang Wu was not surprised.
Three hundred slots would encompass nearly all the Taiyi and Earth Immortals of the Mang Mountain Ancient Bear Clan. They would be World-Protecting Immortal Soldiers now, and Heavenly Soldiers and Generals in the future.
They would have an official post. No need to remain in the Cultivation World, scrambling and fighting over every scrap; they could enjoy a stable livelihood, rain or shine.
At the same time, it meant Great Desolation City would be abandoned.
But could he accept this slot? Could he accept having his future path arranged for him?
To be honest, he still wanted to take a gamble. Besides, there were many things he had yet to do.
"Thank you for your kindness, Clan Lord, but I still want to return to the Hidden Origin Society. My wives and concubines are all there."
Wang Wu politely declined.
"If that is the case, there is nothing to be done. I wish you luck. But I'm afraid you will not be able to return to the Hidden Origin Society for the time being. Although the sealing immortal formation has been dismantled, it seems to have caused some terrible effects. Besides, whether those six Half-step Grand Unity cultivators are willing to accept the immortal decree remains uncertain. Wang Wu, you have rendered our clan a great service. I do not care who you are, what secrets you hide, or what you have done. So I am willing to give you a piece of advice as well. Being a Heavenly Soldier or General is actually quite good. Once you miss this village, there will be no such inn ahead."
"In any case, think it over carefully. I will reserve that slot for you, with a limit of three years. Settle your own affairs