One month later.
Xu Changqing, Zhu Fuxian, and Flower Elder, the three managers of the Spirit Fields, gathered together.
Zhu Fuxian stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bleak autumn scenery in the distance. "Outsiders won't do for this. Only Little Xu can handle it."
Flower Elder glanced at Xu Changqing beside him and asked, "How did the Rong Family and Zhang Family respond?"
Zhu Fuxian said expressionlessly, "The Rong Family and Zhang Family can send people along, but Little Xu must be the captain."
Xu Changqing was completely in the dark and could not help asking, "What exactly is it that has to be me?"
Zhu Fuxian did not speak. Seeing this, Flower Elder took the initiative to explain, "Ever since the Thousand Sects Dharma Assembly ended, haven't all the major cultivation sects formed plenty of teams?
Now, we have surrounded the Black Rust Dynasty, but the Yellow Springs Alliance and the Demon Race are allied, so we still have not managed to take it down.
To put it plainly, we need someone to transport some resources over there."
Xu Changqing suddenly understood. "I see. You want me to bring a group of people I trust and deliver the resources everyone needs, right?"
Flower Elder added, "There are plenty of benefits involved. Otherwise, why would the Zhang Family, Rong Family, and the others all be so eager to state their positions?"
Xu Changqing asked again, "How many people do I need to bring?"
Flower Elder immediately answered, "Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—at the very least, all five elements must be present.
In other words, bring whatever you can: alchemists, talisman masters, formation masters, and the like.
After all, we're heading to the Central Region, where humans and demons are locked in a chaotic war, not