Tang Feng glanced at the two women, seeking their opinion, "As for these people, whether or not to keep them is up to you."
"Then let's not bother. Anyway, we already have considerable strength on our side," Xia Xinhe said.
"I think we should keep them. No matter how lacking, they're still soldiers. You can never have too many. They could serve as cannon fodder when needed," Xia Qiutang remarked, showing the contrasting personalities between her and Xia Xinhe.
"Then, Senior Sister, you can keep them. I'll pass." Xia Xinhe couldn't stand the hypocritical faces of those cultivators; they were simply too fake.
Xia Qiutang understood her Junior Sister's thoughts, didn't press her, and took those people from the sea into the Small World.
After fusing with the Small World, they settled quietly in the Dantian.
Of course, this kind of Small World cannot grow; only the World Tree on Tang Feng's son can grow.
These Small Worlds were plucked from the World Tree long ago.
