Yu Zhengxing sighed. "Of course they won't sit around waiting to die. Given the Daoist Sect's habits, there are bound to be little maneuvers. They've sent countless scouts over, time and again, and suffered heavy losses without reaching any fresh conclusions.
"I've heard rumors that they're mobilizing experts from the Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect, probably at the True Disciple level, but I don't know their specific plans."
He shook his head. "That's the reality of the continent's cultivation world. There's little trust between them. Everyone does their own thing, afraid someone else will harbor ill intentions and get their elites killed in there.
"Of course, I'm no different. I haven't told anyone you were sent out. That's a secret between you and me."
Hou Niao said meaningfully, "Martial Uncle, since our conversation has brought us here, I'd like to know what our Shanmen Quanzhen True Disciples do all day. Since the Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect have mobilized their True Disciples, there's no reason the Sword Cultivator True Disciples, who have always dared to lead the way, should instead stay home sleeping, with a beauty in each arm.
"If they hold those positions, they should shoulder their duties. Otherwise, how can they deserve their usual treatment, with everyone gathered around them like stars around the moon? Instead, a poor wretch like me, who doesn't even have a rank, gets put through his paces over and over. I'd just like to know what the higher-ups are thinking."
Yu Zhengxing had no answer. "I can't answer your question. Requests for skilled people to come help in the Northwest were sent to the Three Prefectures long ago, but they sank like stones into the sea. There's been no response... I must admit that in this respect, we're not even as good as