After the great battle, the Spirit Realm grew busy again. People were everywhere, carrying out rescues and tallying the losses, but strangely, all of them seemed to ignore Zhao Li and his companion, whether intentionally or not.
After some conversation, Zhao Li explained why he had come. His trip to the Spirit Realm really had been a matter of timing. His original purpose had not been to deal with Hun Tiandi, but to prepare for the Eighty-one Trials of the Journey to the West Preaching. So he brought out the same explanation he had given Gu Yuan, asking the Ling Clan to send some juniors within the reach of their influence to integrate the various forces, large and small.
This was not difficult to begin with, and Ling Haoran did not want to brush off Zhao Li's face. On top of that, Zhao Li had offered generous compensation, so the matter was quickly settled.
"Senior, rest assured. Although the Ling Clan cannot compare to Great Li, we still have some influence in this region. I will definitely handle this matter properly." Zhao Li neither confirmed nor denied it. He took out a Jade Slip, handed it to Ling Haoran, and said, "Very good. If anything comes up, contact me directly."
With that, Zhao Li left the Spirit Realm.
Seeing Zhao Li leave just like that, Ling Haoran froze slightly, then put away the Jade Slip, feeling a surge of joy as he thought, "Exchanging a Tou She Ancient God Jade of unknown use for cooperation with Great Li isn't a loss. Sigh, if only Ling Meng had something with him, that would be even better. What a pity..."
Ling Haoran felt somewhat regretful. He discovered that once he cast aside his useless pride, he was nothing more than the lord