A Good Idea

The bald-headed Sanctuary warrior's courage swelled at once after gaining the Count's support.

His barren mind spun at high speed. The brain that usually did not work very well proved especially useful at this moment, inspiration after inspiration and idea after idea bursting forth in his head.

He suddenly slapped the table before him, snorted coldly at the white-bearded old man across from him, and said, "I think it is necessary to send someone to Purgatory and give it a try."

The Count narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers tapping against the tabletop. "Oh? Tell me your thoughts. Why do you think so?"

The bald-headed warrior first nodded to the Count, then said:

"If we send a Sanctuary warrior down to Purgatory, even if he cannot obtain a territory like Huo Ling, he can at least preserve his life. After all, even in Purgatory, a Sanctuary warrior is no weakling. As long as he is careful and cautious, I do not think there will be any problem."

"As long as he does not die, never mind anything else—Purgatory possesses abundant resources, and there are more high-level resources there than in our Spirit Realm."

"As long as this first Sanctuary warrior is careful and obtains a safe foothold in Purgatory, he can continue summoning the family's other powerhouses. Leaving everything else aside, simply going down there to gain experience would already be a fine harvest!"

"Besides! We can also become merchants between the two worlds, transporting some materials from Purgatory back to Blue Star or the Spirit Realm. I do not think the enormous profits in between would be small!"

"Intelligence Officer, tell us—doesn't Huo Ling's Plains City have many specialty materials from Purgatory? How are the profits on those!?" The bald man looked toward a corner of the meeting room.