Seeing Xu Changqing say so, everyone stopped wasting words.
After all, Mu Ji was his master, not theirs.
Flower Elder then sighed. "Among the red and black zones, the two most troublesome areas are, first, the lingering spiritual energy disorder left behind by the Rage-Spirit Storm a century ago.
"The other is the muddy swamp created after the Spirit-Absorbing Leeches ran rampant fifty years ago.
"These two disasters have lasted the longest and are the hardest to deal with."
As for the other areas, it was not as though they lacked difficulty or danger.
But compared to these two, they still fell a little short.
Xu Changqing nodded lightly. "Yes, I've heard of both.
"Perfect. Let's go inspect them in person today.
"While we're at it, we can hear everyone's opinions and ideas."
Flower Elder hesitated. "I... need to stay here, so I won't be going with you."
As the steward of the Spirit Field Core, it was always busy.
It was only here today because Xu Changqing was the Si Geng and had called an internal meeting.
Otherwise, it would never waste so much time here.
To put it plainly, the position of steward came with far too many matters to handle.
"Alright, we'll go ourselves!"
"I know something about disaster incidents. I've read the relevant books!"
"Only Spirit Cultivator Envoys of our rank can access such secrets!"
At once, the group left the administrative office and headed toward the disaster sites.
The first was the residual zone of the Rage-Spirit Storm.
The Spirit Fields here—or rather, this entire stretch of land—had long since become barren.
The ground was covered in turtle-shell cracks, and the spiritual energy was exceptionally chaotic.
In some places, tiny spiritual flames occasionally burst forth.
The spirit plants had long withered away, leaving only charred