Deacon Mu swiftly made a move as well, casting a spell at a sphere of light. With a tap of a finger, vast amounts of information were sealed within the sphere in an instant.
Then, the sphere was placed atop a small spell formation. Deacon Mu pressed it lightly, and the sphere was transmitted elsewhere.
Once this was done, Deacon Mu said, "Alright, the news has already been sent up. Let's see what those above have to say."
Everyone felt incomparably uneasy, fantasizing about how much battle merit they might receive.
Just like that...
In less than the time it took to burn an incense stick, everyone exchanged a few casual words.
During this time, Deacon Mu was quite curious about Yang Chen. She probed around and asked him many questions, trying to draw out his background.
But Yang Chen had nothing much to elaborate on. Saying that he was a disciple of the Sacred Domain was already detailed enough. As for everything else, thirty percent was true, while seventy percent was brushed aside perfunctorily.
After the time it took to burn an incense stick, a sphere of light was transmitted into the small teleportation formation.
Once it returned, Deacon Mu said gently, "The reply has arrived."
As she spoke, Deacon Mu opened the sphere of light and sent her divine soul into it, receiving the message conveyed from above.
"The information you provided is very important. However, you were not the first to report it. Still, Tongyun Ghost General was, after all, a High-grade Ghost General, and this allowed those above to deduce certain matters. Therefore, they have decided to award a total of ten thousand points. How will the six of you divide them? Oh, right. There is also Tongyun Ghost General's Ghost Core. How will you divide