No Problem? Sorry.

"It isn't necessary. The anomaly here has already spread throughout the Southern Border. It's simply impossible to keep it under wraps now, so rather than kill them, we might as well make use of them."

Hua Wuqi, dressed in black, smiled as he looked at the low-level Cultivators not far away. Though they were clearly terrified, none were willing to leave. He shook his head slightly as he spoke.

Just then, Hua Wuxin, who had been the first to discover the anomaly and come investigate, flew over with several Core Formation disciples from his sect.

"Great Elder!" Junior Brother Yu bowed to Hua Wuqi.

"Old man, you rushed over here with several elders. Is there really something good down there?"

Hua Wuxin had no idea what manners were and asked in a carefree manner.

Hua Wuqi had fathered Hua Wuxin late in life and doted excessively on his biological son. No matter how much trouble he caused, Hua Wuqi could never bear to scold or hit him. But in the current situation, he truly could not endure it any longer.

The Poison Saint Sect's Great Elder's cheek twitched slightly as he suppressed his anger and said:

"Wuxin, immediately organize those low-level Cultivators and find the place where the seal was broken as quickly as possible."

"Ah, that's easy. Just give them some spirit stones."

Hua Wuxin patted his chest and promised.

Most of those present were Foundation Establishment cultivators. With four Nascent Soul elders stationed here, they only needed to spend a sum of spirit stones that was not too large to make them serve willingly.

"Mm. Go handle it quickly!"

Hua Wuqi nodded. He removed a Storage Bag from his waist, transferred a sum of spirit stones into it from another, obviously much higher-grade Storage Bag, and tossed it