"The Human Race needs someone like that to unite it. But I believe we can all do our part for the Origin Realm, whatever position we hold. Once you leave this valley, remember to watch what you say."
Worried about inviting disaster, Mu Bai cautioned them carefully. Xi Bazì and Sweet Potato Boy understood the gravity of the matter and nodded their agreement.
In that sense, Mu Bai had contributed Mu Lan Pavilion's financial and material resources to the Human Race Coalition Army. According to True Person Chihuo, Xi Bazì, and the others, most of the cultivator forces connected to Mu Bai were still neutral. That made it easy to explain why people had repeatedly used all sorts of means to get Mu Bai out of the valley and into battle.
But as Mu Bai had said, he was not afraid to go out and fight. The question was, whom should he fight? The Qianyuan Sacred Land? Was the Qianyuan Sacred Land not part of the Human Race? Should he fight for the Human Race Coalition Army? Could the combined strength of the Human and Beast Race armies alone withstand the Immortal Race?
All of this had to be seen clearly before he could fight. Along his journey, Mu Bai had seen far too many false appearances and understood the truth better than many others. He knew who his opponent was.
The Northern Territory Sect was well enough situated in the Beast Territory, but the positions of the Sword Sect and Mu Lan Pavilion in the Northern Plains were somewhat worrying. They faced considerable pressure and would find it hard to remain neutral for long. This was especially true of the Sword Sect, whose influence in the Northern Plains was considerable. Its choice would sway the hearts of the people