Inside the pavilion, an old man shook his head and said with a sigh.
"Patriarch, how should we deal with this person?"
Below, a middle-aged cultivator showed a curious expression on his face.
"Let's wait for now.
Wait until he passes the test of the Heaven and Earth Alliance.
If he can't pass, he will ultimately be no different from the previous owner of the Five Peaks Mountain Spirit Land."
The old man said in a flat tone.
"Patriarch, I mean, should we recall our people stationed on Five Peaks Mountain?
After all, the Spirit Land now nominally has an owner.
It's a pity though, the season for harvesting and fattening fish is soon upon us.
The Cold Ice Spirit Fish in the deep pool on Five Peaks Mountain is indeed a good thing.
Over the years, by occupying this Cold Pool, we've gained three to five thousand pieces of Lower-Grade Spirit Stone each year."
The middle-aged cultivator showed a trace of unwillingness and said.
"After all, it's not something that belongs to us.
