When Chen Yu arrived at the main battlefield, Ling Yunxiao was already waiting there. He had relieved the Soul Master who had been guarding the area, and immediately came forward when he saw Chen Yu.
"What's the situation?" Chen Yu asked, his expression somewhat grave.
"Many people are still pursuing the fleeing wolves. The others are all wounded to some degree, and Brother Nan Xing is seriously injured. Xiuxin, Brother Han Shu, and the others are already treating him. Three people died." Ling Yunxiao's expression darkened as he reached the last sentence.
Chen Yu's brows furrowed slightly at that. He had known this battle would be extremely dangerous, but he had not expected people to die nonetheless.
Still, he had prepared himself for this possibility. A battle on such a scale could hardly end without a single casualty.
Chen Yu patted his shoulder. "None of their sacrifices were in vain. Make sure their funeral arrangements are handled properly. Nan Xing's injuries must be stabilized and healed. I'll go see them with you in a moment."
"Yes!" Ling Yunxiao nodded solemnly.
"What else?" Chen Yu continued.
"Five people are absorbing suitable Soul Rings. I've also asked Brother Yan Feng and the others to help collect and process the materials." Ling Yunxiao was meticulous and responsible. Even under these circumstances, he had already made arrangements for both the casualties and the materials.
This time, the Chen Clan had deliberately selected Soul Masters who were close to, or already at, the point where they could absorb another Soul Ring. The Silver Moon Wolves were descendants of the divine beast, the Heavenly Howling Moon Wolf, and were rare Soul Beasts. Making effective, sensible use of this battle would maximize their gains.
"Good. You've done very well." Chen Yu nodded, expressing his approval of Ling