Zhang Yu thought to himself, Perfect—these can serve as a reserve pool of talent for future production line expansion.
Seeing Zhang Yu recruit people on the spot, Dugu Ming froze slightly before immediately realizing, These people have nowhere else to go. If Zhang Yu hires them now, he can work them to the bone without worrying about them jumping ship... Is he trying to squeeze the last drop of value out of these unemployed people?
After collecting the Grotto-Heaven Power from another Small Realm, Dugu Ming left, while Zhang Yu himself arranged visits to the remaining Small Realms.
Thus, in the days that followed, aside from studying every day, Zhang Yu traveled to one battlefield after another left behind by Ying Xintian, extracting the residual Grotto-Heaven Power within.
Before he knew it, the Immortal Grotto-Heaven had expanded into a world over twenty kilometers in length, width, and height.
Magnetic Pole, who frequently entered and exited it, also sensed the expansion of the Immortal Grotto-Heaven and sighed inwardly. "This Grotto-Heaven is becoming more and more like a small world."
That day, Zhang Yu came to yet another Martial Dao Small Realm to collect Grotto-Heaven Power.
This Martial Dao Small Realm gathered the Martial Dao philosophies of generations of Martial Dao experts. All manner of Fist Intent and sword intent crisscrossed it. It was fraught with immense danger, yet it was also a holy land for comprehending every kind of martial art.
Zhang Yu checked the files and learned that, before Ying Xintian's destruction, this Small Realm had been an expensive sightseeing attraction for observing martial arts.
"Eat my phlegm!"
The next moment, Zhang Yu felt a terrifying Martial Dao Intent rush straight at him.
Zhan Xian reminded him, "Don't be afraid. This is the residual Martial Dao Fist Intent of an