"Chief Zhu, have you settled everything within the clan?" Tang Yan asked with a smile, cupping his hands.
"Yes, we can go look for the Spirit Flame now." Zhu Jingkong nodded.
"We need to wait a few more days. There's a force in the Southern Wilderness called Mingyou Valley that has been bent on killing us. I'm worried they might make a move if we leave rashly.
"I plan to set out immediately and eliminate this future threat before we proceed," Tang Yan explained his arrangements.
"Would you like this old man to take action?" A glint of killing intent flashed through Zhu Jingkong's eyes.
After some thought, Tang Yan said, "The Spirit Shaman Clan should avoid showing itself unless necessary, so as not to attract outside attention.
"Reach the Summit intends to use this operation to train its people.
"I hope you can watch over the battlefield from the shadows, Chief Zhu. First, to prevent any Mingyou Valley experts above Xiantian from escaping. Second, if any Reach the Summit members face a life-or-death crisis, I hope you can intervene in time."
Zhu Jingkong felt a little admiration. Tang Yan's idea of training his people was sound. Through a baptism of blood, the sect's fighting strength could improve rapidly.
With him secretly protecting them as well, the plan could be called foolproof.
Although he had become part of Tang Yan's plan, such a small favor was no trouble. He nodded. "Certainly!"
"Thank you, Chief Zhu!"
His mind now firmly at ease, Tang Yan quickly assembled his people.
Before long, a total of one hundred and fifty people, including those from the Gao Family and the Mo Lineage, stood before Tang Yan.
Tang Yan swept his gaze over them and said solemnly, "I believe all of you already know about our