More than half of the double-points monthly ticket period had already passed, so everyone should hurry up and cast their monthly tickets this way!
Seeing Zhai Que'er about to wash her hands of the matter, Dao Hua True Man made a gesture asking her to wait a moment. "Donghua Mountain spans a radius of a hundred thousand li, and a mere three fulcrums probably won't yield very good results. It should have a more rational demand. If we spend the next few days sweeping through with our full strength..."
"That may be so, but isn't this what you—oh, I forgot, it should be the Sword Discussion Pavilion, which occupies Donghua Mountain, that ought to be doing this?"
Zhai Que'er shifted her gaze to the Ghost God Sword and said with a chuckle, "The Sword Discussion Pavilion can mobilize people right now, just running in circles around the Donghua Mountain Range. Wherever the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons gather, you destroy them; you two just go back and forth, playing tug-of-war. Do I still need to teach you this kind of thing?"
The Ghost God Sword fell silent. Frankly speaking, they really did need Zhai Que'er to take the field. Only a demonic sect cultivator like her could more effectively locate where the fulcrums were.
Just as Dao Hua True Man had said before, Donghua Mountain had a radius of a hundred thousand li. If one calculated its circumference, it would measure a million li. This was no racecourse where one could run up a sweat and complete a circle; even with tens of thousands of Sword Discussion Pavilion sword cultivators, trying to achieve their goal through aimless sweeping across this long battle line was an utterly impossible task.
Furthermore, the sect simply could not pour all its strength into Donghua!
Fortunately,