"General, why spend so much money to hire these people? I can lead a squad of Soldier Cultivators in and surely eradicate that demon beast."
The speaker was a potbellied officer, referring to the cultivators within the military ranks rather than a particular cultivation school.
The general in the camp took a deep breath, "No, you can't go."
"Why, General?"
"The forest isn't peaceful anymore, you're not as advanced as me, so you can't feel it. There's an unusual evil energy."
The general's expression was somewhat grave, "Didn't the scouts under your command notice anything?"
The officer hesitated, "It seems... they mentioned those demon creatures have been more restless lately."
The general said, "Exactly, I've already sent someone back to the capital to request help from the Demon Suppression Bureau."
"You actually need to call upon the Demon Suppression Bureau's lord?" The officer's tone was tinged with shock.
