Xingzong Receives His Orders, the Demon Race Makes Its Choice

Li Xinge took Li Xuanyong's advice after all.

After all, his suggestion made too much sense.

After Li Xuanyong left, Li Xinge looked toward the door. "Someone."

A black-robed cultivator entered. He had a middle-aged face and a somewhat dark complexion.

His name was Li Yanshan. At Qi and Blood Great Perfection, he was the Li Family member most likely to break through to the Innate Realm after Li Xingyue.

After Elder Jiang went to Tai Prefecture, Li Yanshan had taken over his duties.

"Patriarch, what are your orders?"

Li Yanshan cupped his hands and spoke respectfully.

"Summon Elder Li Xingzong."

"Yes, Patriarch."

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Xingzong arrived.

He had grown a little short beard on his chin.

Since becoming an elder, Li Xingzong's bearing had changed completely. He had grown steady and reserved.

Li Xingzong cupped his hands and bowed to Li Xinge. "Li Xingzong greets the Patriarch!"

Li Xinge nodded slightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he looked at Li Xingzong.

The Li Family's younger generation had grown up. They could now stand on their own.

He smiled. "Xingzong, I called you here because I have a task for you."

Li Xingzong said solemnly, "Please give the order, Patriarch."

Li Xinge took a Jin Order from the wooden holder on his desk and tossed it to Li Xingzong.

Li Xingzong caught it at once and cradled it carefully in his hands.

"Take this Jin Order and, in my name, conscript the major Demon Race groups in Yang Province. Have them follow me to campaign against Eastern Ridge."

Li Xingzong's heart tightened.

Everyone knew the Demon Race was wild and hard to tame, proud and unruly. They harbored deep hostility toward the Human Race. Conscript them and make them risk their lives for humans?