After a fierce, soul-stirring battle, everything finally returned to calm!
"Excellent tea. It truly lives up to the name Stop Warfare!" Zhou Xun praised lavishly.
"If Prefect Zhou likes it, take some with you later!" Vice Minister Wu waved toward the side, and a clerk came forward carrying a tray.
Three small packets of spirit tea, each weighing around a qian, lay atop it. They were placed one by one upon the tables before the three men.
"May I ask what important matter has brought the three prefects here together?"
"The three of us have come in response to His Majesty's call. We are heading to the Western Desert Cultivation World to deal with the ghost race!" Zhou Xun did not conceal anything and directly stated their purpose.
"Is that truly so?"
Vice Minister Wu was overjoyed upon hearing this, so much so that he momentarily lost his composure.
Ever since the Jin Emperor had issued his decree, very few people had volunteered. The Ministry of War had been worrying over this matter.
Now that three Nascent Soul Cultivators had arrived at once, a great deal of pressure had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Naturally!" Zhou Xun nodded.
"Good, good, good! The three of you are indeed men who understand righteousness. If the Human Realm had more heroes such as yourselves, why should we fear that the ghost race would not be destroyed?" Vice Minister Wu said excitedly.
"However, the ghost race possesses strange and unpredictable abilities, and it has not emerged for several thousand years. Have the three of you made any preparations?"
Zhou Xun clasped his hands slightly and replied, "We have made some preparations, but we would still like to seek Vice Minister Wu's guidance. Does the imperial court have any arrangements or recommendations?"
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