That afternoon, the cultivators arrived in Tai City.
As they got off the plane, every one of them was excited, still unaware of what they were about to face.
"So this is the city protected by the Undertaker Captain? It's so strong!"
"The air is filled with such peace and stability."
"From now on, I'll work hard to come to Tai City and become a Spirit Association agent."
But when they arrived at the Tai City Spirit Association—
The Tai City Spirit Association President, that imposing middle-aged man, assigned them a mission.
They were to form teams with the Spirit Association and deal with the crisis in Tai City.
Upon hearing this news—
The cultivators present were instantly dumbfounded.
Their faces filled with shock as they began discussing it among themselves.
"We've only been cultivating for half a month, and we're already supposed to deal with a city-wide crisis? Isn't that too soon?"
"Doesn't Tai City have the Undertaker Captain stationed here? He could wipe out any crisis himself. Do they really need rookies like us?"
"I don't dare go. I'm scared of dying."
At that moment,
Spirit Association President Li Zhongyue stepped onto the stage.
He swept his stern gaze over the cultivators who had no grasp of the situation and shook his head inwardly.
"Quiet!"
The president was still highly intimidating.
The entire venue immediately fell silent.
Li Zhongyue looked over their frightened and panicked faces one by one. His expression grew darker and darker as he spoke with bitter disappointment.
"Find a mirror and look at yourselves. Do any of you look like cultivators? You're all cowards and weaklings!"
"Before you awakened, how many Anomalies did the pioneer seniors fend off for you? How many gifted talents died at the hands of those beasts? How many Xia