South Yue City, deep into the night.
In the residence of the Situ Family, there appeared an elderly man with white hair.
He sat at the table, his expression solemn; the tea on the table had cooled, yet he hadn't had the chance to take a single sip.
Situ Fang, with her eyebrows slightly furrowed, asked,
"Elder Wang, what did the clan say?"
The old man, known as Situ Wang, frowned and sighed,
"The clan can't spare any manpower..."
Situ Fang furrowed her brows and said, "Our Situ Family is, after all, a Third-Rank Clan; it's impossible that they can't even spare over ten Foundation Establishment cultivators. Could it be that the clan doesn't believe it?"
Elder Situ Wang nodded his head, "That's part of the reason."
He let out a sigh, "Eighty Iron Corpses, tens of thousands of Walking Corpses, this... it's preposterous..."
The entire Second-Grade Prefecture Boundary might not be able to muster the strength to combat such a force.
Situ Fang let out a small sigh.
She didn't quite believe it either, or rather, she didn't dare to.
But this news had been scouted by Mo Hua and was delivered by the siblings of the Bai Family; even if she didn't dare believe it, she also knew it was highly unlikely to be false.
Mo Hua's actions were always unexpected.
Though young, he was sometimes audaciously bold.
Yet, his actions were often well-calculated and thought-out.
Since knowing Mo Hua, the words he spoke and the actions he took were always reliable, and they shouldn't be false.
It's just that others might not believe...
Situ Wang said, "I heard that this news was scouted by a young cultivator?"
Situ Fang nodded her head.
"How old is he?"
There was a pause from Situ Fang before she responded in a low voice, "Thirteen..."
Situ Wang looked somewhat at a loss, helplessly saying, "Thirteen years old... Even if I believed it, the clan wouldn't... Thirteen years old..."
Situ Wang shook his head.
Cultivators have long lifespans.
Cultivators from clans are even more so wealthy in reserves and advantageous in conditions.
Generally, cultivators under the age of twenty all look quite young and are still considered children.
A thirteen-year-old child uncovering such a major incident, even Situ Wang was uncertain.
However, he and Situ Fang shared the same lineage, and he had watched her grow up since she was a child; knowing her character, he had made this trip personally to assess the situation.
Situ Fang had no choice but to say,
"Mo Hua is a First-Grade Formation Master."
Situ Wang was startled, "Who?"
"The young cultivator you mentioned."
Situ Wang's palm trembled, "Thirteen years old? A First-Grade Formation Master?"
Situ Fang nodded.
Situ Wang, having lost his Elder's composure, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is that true?"
Situ Fang helplessly replied, "Would I really lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can ask Elder Jin."
Mo Hua was young, and his talents were too high, which easily attracted envy and hatred.
Situ Fang chose not to spread word about it widely; within the Situ Family, only Situ Fang and two Elders who had seen Mo Hua were aware of this.
Situ Wang appeared somewhat lost in thought, then muttered to himself,
"Thirteen years old, a First-Grade Formation Master... How on earth is that young cultivator's mind constructed..."
Situ Fang said,
"Now, his words should carry some weight, right..."
Situ Wang, with furrowed brows, pondered for a moment before he slightly nodded,
"If that is indeed the case, then we cannot regard him as any ordinary young cultivator. A First-Grade Formation Master, even in the Second-Grade Prefecture Boundary, is still a person of stature and wouldn't joke about such matters..."
Situ Fang's eyes brightened slightly, "Then Elder..."
But Situ Wang shook his head, "I can only do my best to argue for it, but whether the clan agrees or not, it's not for me to decide."
"Is it because of the Undead Calamity?" Situ Fang frowned and asked. Explore new worlds at empire
"Correct..." Situ Wang sighed, "This matter is too dangerous..."