Chapter 25: Southwest meeting, fearing contamination

Southwest Viceroy Xu Wenshan sat in the main seat, his face very ugly.

This time it wasn't just the Nanjiang battlefield attack!

Several Ten Thousand Races battlefields in the Southwest also launched attacks together.

This meant that the races in several Ten Thousand Races battlefields had formed a connection.

That meant the pressure on the entire Southwest region would increase.

After all, if only one or two Ten Thousand Races battlefields started a great war,

the Southwest region could calmly dispatch martial arts troops.

But now it couldn't!

And many people present weren't stupid; this great war was more like a probe.

Or rather, it was the first time many alien races on the battlefield had cooperated!

They weren't very familiar, and each race had reservations.

"This great war caught us off guard."

"The entire Southwest lost over a hundred thousand martial artists!"

Xu Wenshan’s suppressed angry voice rang out, his words filled with malice.

For the entire Southwest, this loss was definitely heavy.

How to supplement it, how to improve the strength of the Southwest,

were all problems!

The Shenxia Federation appointed Ninth-Grade existences to be in charge of a region.

As for those above the Ninth-Grade, they automatically became members of the Federation council.

Their power was supreme!

These existences would decide the trend of the Shenxia Federation.

Unless it was a special situation, these existences cared more about pursuing cultivation breakthroughs and containment.

Including the current Ten Thousand Races battlefield, it also couldn't accommodate existences above the Ninth-Grade. ===== CHAPTER 63 =====

If a great war above the Ninth-Grade broke out inside, it was very likely to cause the collapse of the entire half-plane.

The Ninth-Grade was already considered very powerful!

Facing the anger of this Viceroy, many martial artists dared not speak.

The dean and vice-dean of the Elixir College, whom Ning An had found missing before, were all here.

Even the position of this Dean Jiang Hekang was very far forward.

"Old Xu, this matter is too sudden!"

"Now we should consider what remedial measures to take."

Fortunately, a kind-looking middle-aged man with a square face next to Xu Wenshan spoke up.

This person was an Eighth-Grade Grandmaster!

After stepping into high-grade martial arts, the Seventh-Grade is called a Master, the Eighth-Grade is a Grandmaster, and the Ninth-Grade is a Great Grandmaster!

With this person taking the lead, many martial artists also echoed.

"That’s right, Grandmaster Wang is right!"

"Viceroy, the most important thing now is to remedy it."

"And there’s no guarantee there won't be a next time!"

The most important thing now was how to deal with it.

Xu Wenshan could be the Southwest Viceroy, so besides his cultivation, his ability was naturally not bad.

He naturally understood the importance of this matter!

He could only control his temper first and arrange the affairs of the Southwest well.

First, he had to figure out how the races in the many Ten Thousand Races battlefields were connected.

Logically speaking, the several Ten Thousand Races battlefields in the Southwest had never been breached.

Many alien races couldn't get out, so how could they unite?

Finally, many martial artists weren't stupid!

They cast suspicious eyes on the cultist martial artists.

Because if cultist martial artists had mixed into the battlefield, colluding with many alien races would be much simpler.

Under the discussion of many martial artists, this possibility became more and more likely.

"Conduct a cleanup of cultist martial artists in the Southwest!"

"In addition, speed up the identification of cultist martial artists entering the battlefield."

This Southwest Viceroy Xu Wenshan said.

Besides this matter, there was also improving the strength of martial artists.

"Start the Southwest Federation conscription and cultivate more martial artists!"

"In addition, implement some support plans for students."

"Increase the strength of Southwest students; a large part of the Federation’s recruitment comes from students."

Many martial artists also began to offer their own suggestions.

For example, the Southwest itself still had great power.

It could do quite a few things!

Of course, although there were many suggestions, it wouldn't be done in a few months.

For example, conscription; first, one had to determine how many people to conscript.

And where to put these people, how many resources to prepare, etc.

Regarding this matter, many martial artists discussed it for a full week.

Finally, there was one more problem, which was the appointment for Qingshan Base.

"During the previous great war, the person in charge of Qingshan Base died in battle while supporting."

"I wonder if there is a suitable candidate!?"

Xu Wenshan continued to ask.

Although the person in charge of the Qingshan Base group only needed Fourth-Grade cultivation,

the problem was it was really hard to choose!

The reason was simple: many forces had no interest in this position at all.

Don't look at serving as the Qingshan Base leader as having some oil and water to scoop.

However, they were all low-level resources.

The martial artists present were at least Sixth-Grade existences.

Many even felt that this position was a waste of energy and a drag.

And most importantly, Qingshan Base ranked at the bottom in the entire Southwest.

It was good enough that the annual income and expenditure could maintain a balance.

There was simply no oil and water!

In the eyes of many, this was simply a big pit.

As the two major pillar factions of the Southwest, the Federation army and the academy faction, the martial artists who came to the meeting occupied the majority.

But at this moment, the powerhouses of these two factions remained silent!

There were also some martial arts family inheritance martial artists left, who also didn't want to participate.

None of the martial arts families qualified to participate in the Southwest meeting were located in Qingshan Base.

Of course, it could also be said that the martial arts families in Qingshan Base were not very good.

Fourth-Grade martial artists are not cabbage!

After being sent out, not to mention delaying cultivation,

it also wasted time!

For many martial arts families, naturally, they couldn't accept it.

Now they could only play dead!

Seeing the silent scene, it formed a sharp contrast with the noise just now.

Even Xu Wenshan felt a headache.

Because he also knew the reason why many forces avoided this matter.

No benefits, and it delayed cultivation time!

Even many times, they had to be restricted to Qingshan Base.

Unable to go to the battlefield to earn resources, etc.

Even if there was some power, they couldn't do anything.

And if something happened to Qingshan Base,

maybe they would have to send some support!

No matter how you look at it, it was a blood-losing thing.

So this matter became something many forces didn't want to touch.

"The Federation army has many martial artists; drawing one Fourth-Grade martial artist is the simplest thing."

"We in the Federation army are not like the martial arts university; they are all rough guys and can't manage the base well."

"And the Federation army’s military strength is currently insufficient; Fourth-Grade martial artists are even more important."

Many forces were now recommending each other.

They had no thoughts of fighting for power at all.

They even avoided it!

Even this Southwest Viceroy Xu Wenshan didn't know what to say.

Finally, after considering it, he decided to cut the Gordian knot!

"Let the academy send someone!"

Because compared to the Federation army, the martial artists of the academy faction indeed had more time.

The faces of many martial artists of the academy faction showed ugly expressions. ===== CHAPTER 64 =====