The cultivators of the [Western Extremity] Household still hemmed and hawed under Wang Quan's stern questioning, not daring to answer him directly.
Because the one who had ordered them to do this was terrifying.
They dared not provoke that person.
This made Wang Quan sigh inwardly. I'm still too weak!
If my realm were Golden Core, or Primordial Spirit Dharma Form, how would these people dare resist me like this?
Though they hemmed and hawed, he was in no hurry.
At that moment, he lit Sandalwood Incense, tossed out some ritual materials, then mounted the Five-Colored Altar and began performing rites to contact some people.
He contacted Ying Jiaren in the Polar Lands first.
He briefly told Ying Jiaren about [Northern Deep] and [Western Gate], then said in a secret message, "I suspect these two Lineages are colluding, and the boss behind both of them is [Great One]."
"And with all the trouble that [Great One] is stirring up, there must be some scheme behind it."
"I'm worried that once that scheme erupts, it'll shake heaven and earth."
Ying Jiaren said, "Hmm... never mind shaking heaven and earth. Even if the sky collapses, it has nothing to do with us."
"We just need to tend our own little patch of land in peace."
Wang Quan sighed. "All right!"
"By the way, these two Aristocratic Clans targeted my friends and me."
"Although I've settled accounts with some of their people, I haven't finished settling accounts with all their Lineages' experts."
"I still have authorization to forcibly conscript them."
"I'll conscript every member of the [Northern Deep] Lineage into the Far Northern Land and have them clear up the abnormal weather and strengthen Bitter Cold City's foundations."
"I'm just worried that their experts might use spells to plot against you."
"Pfft!"
Ying