?The Meeting Gift
Bi Fan had only been holding out a sliver of hope. He knew full well that the Soul Spirit Race was very different from the Titan Clan.
"Three seniors, there's another troublesome matter I'm afraid I'll need your help mediating." Thinking of the Soul Spirit Race powerhouses he had suppressed, Bi Fan couldn't help feeling a headache coming on.
To avoid offending the Soul Spirit Race, he had let the suppressed powerhouses cultivate on the ninth level of the Primordial Demon Subduing Pagoda, where they could improve their strength.
With benefits like that, he was sure the Soul Spirit Race powerhouses wouldn't complain.
The cultivation conditions on the ninth level of the Primordial Demon Subduing Pagoda were even better than those in the Dream Demon Deadly Land. The time acceleration, in particular, let them cultivate for much longer.
Although Bi Fan had not suppressed them for long, several Soul Spirit Race powerhouses had already broken through.
The ninth level of the Primordial Demon Subduing Pagoda contained a battle space where they could challenge opponents endlessly, naturally helping them improve faster.
"Is there anything we can help with?" Titan Jue Ming asked.
"After entering the Dream Demon Deadly Land, I successively suppressed seventy-two Soul Spirit Race powerhouses. I couldn't bring myself to hurt them, but simply releasing them wouldn't be right either. So I need the three seniors to explain things to the Soul Spirit Race." Bi Fan said.
"What! You suppressed seventy-two Soul Spirit Race powerhouses!" Titan Jue Qing cried out. "Sect Master Bi Fan, you've caused a huge disaster. The Soul Spirit Race has very few powerhouses—only a little over a thousand in all. You suppressed seventy-two at once. They must be going berserk. If the Soul Spirit Race finds out you did it, they'll probably