Then What About the Second?

"You mean... I can ask you for help?" Li Ziran seemed to sense something unusual. Sandrew had never told him about this right.

Space Grasshopper nodded. "Of course. It's your right. Every new member can request help from others for free. Naturally, you can also keep that right in reserve. But with the resources you currently have, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a qualified spatial mage."

Li Ziran could not help recalling the entire journey to Bone Dragon's Nest. He had passed through the outer Corpse Mountain, crossed the Blood Pool, risen all the way into the Derivative Space, and only then, under the Bone Dragon's guidance, arrived at the meeting room.

The journey had been fraught with difficulties. Just imagine it—if an outsider wanted to find this meeting room, how many hurdles would they have to overcome?

Though Sandrew had only casually mentioned the "base," Li Ziran's keen instincts told him that this was likely the very foundation on which the Shadow Society stood.

Otherwise, there would have been no need to place this tiny meeting room in the Derivative Space, much less inside a Bone Dragon.

Dark Council!

The term instantly leaped into his mind. Though he greatly admired this organization and could not deny its dominance in the underground world—

There was one fact he had to acknowledge: throughout years of conflict, the Justice Alliance and the Inquisition had always held the absolute initiative.

Squeezed between those two forces, the Dark Council had mostly hidden in the darkness like rats.

In that instant, he made up his mind. When it came to choosing the site for his base, even for the meeting room, he had to be absolutely meticulous.

Yet he currently had no one on hand who could help him establish a spatial