These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Silver Bottle State or Lion Camel State?"

Luo Beihuang shook her head.

"They are in the Northern Desert Demon Realm."

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu instantly understood what was happening and gasped.

"They've allied not only with the Witch Clan... but also with the Demon Clan of the Northern Desert?"

Luo Beihuang nodded solemnly.

“Grandma said… they are now using Beixuan Prefecture as a buffer and a shield. They probably want to revive the Witch God in the Northern Desert. There are already strange phenomena there. What should we do next? Grandma said you will make the right decision.”

Me?

Wei Tu frowned; he was starting to doubt even himself now.

Chapter 146 Using All My Strength

The situation has become more complicated and serious.

On this day, in a secluded and private room, four people began a conversation.

This was a rare small meeting between four people, but everyone present understood that it was about to discuss the most important and crucial matter at hand.

These four people are Wei Tu, Luo Beihuang, Lu Qingyan, and Ran Xinxue.

Although it all seems to be related to the Yuanjian Sect, like an internal meeting of the Yuanjian Sect, the content of this meeting is actually closely related to the entire Five Immortal Continents.

Wei Tu truthfully recounted the information brought by Luo Beihuang.

Ran Xinxue immediately stood up.

"How dare the mighty Divine Palace collude with the Northern Desert Demon Clan for their own selfish desires? Do they even deserve to be called gods?"

Ran Xinxue was clearly furious.

Lu Qingyan appeared much calmer, but her voice inevitably turned cold.

"So-called gods also care about interests, it's just that the interests they care about are different from those of ordinary people. Given the current situation... the only option is for us to advance northward."

Ran Xinxue stood there, but sighed, revealing a deep sense of helplessness.

"It was already incredibly difficult to get them to Guangshenzhou. You saw the battle this time; they weren't really united. Many of them even harbored illusions, thinking that if they just knelt down and begged for mercy when the sky fell, they could still retain their place. Now, how difficult would it be to get them to go to the north?"

After Ran Xinxue finished speaking, she turned her gaze to the handsome young man who had been silent since the beginning.

"Wei Tu, do you also think we should advance into the north?"

Wei Tu's stance was clear from the beginning; he had simply handed the floor to the two of them earlier. He felt he didn't need to say anything himself, and if Ran Xinxue couldn't sway him with certain things, he would be powerless to change anything.

This wasn't out of modesty or evasion, but rather because he also discovered that Ran Xinxue seemed to be naturally good at this kind of thing.

At this point, Wei Tu still answered.

“If we don’t head north and disrupt their ritual to revive the witch god, then… we all know what awaits us. And perhaps, just as they think, they will have the chance to kneel and beg for mercy. Maybe they’ll get tired of killing and decide to give them a way out, but we will never survive.”

Wei Tu's words hit the nail on the head.

Indeed, everyone else can be a fence-sitter and have their own ulterior motives.

But what about the Yuanjian Sect? As the main force fighting against them, Wei Tu even killed two incarnations of the Witch God. If the opponent is truly fully resurrected, then they must eliminate the greatest threat and enemy.

Whether it's Wei Tu or Yuanjian Sect, they are absolutely doomed.

Ran Xinxue understood Wei Tu's meaning, and she bit her thin lips slightly, a struggling expression on her face.

"Indeed... this is something that must be done, but... how do we persuade them? If we rely on ourselves alone, it's not enough. We need to come up with a convincing plan and show them tangible benefits. Only then will it be possible. Otherwise, they might not even be willing to cross over Beixuan Prefecture. As the last barrier before the Demon Realm, the defense against Guangshen Prefecture is absolutely different."

Lu Qingyan looked at Luo Beihuang.

“The other divine palaces can’t just sit idly by, can they? After all, Feng Huating is also infringing on their interests. With the entire Divine Continent being reshuffled, their positions are certainly not secure.”

A bitter look appeared on Luo Beihuang's face.

“My mother-in-law told me that those people have their own ideas and won’t join other people’s plans. In other words, they don’t trust anyone but themselves.”

God’s arrogance appeared at an inopportune time.

At least that's how they see it. Perhaps they genuinely feel that these people's power is too insignificant, or perhaps they think that these ordinary cultivators have too many petty schemes and are simply incapable of cooperating.

But that seems to be the current situation. It appears that they can only rely on themselves. The so-called gods are not trustworthy, and even their own interests are involved. However, the complexity of human nature prevents them from uniting even at this time.

It leaves one at a loss for where to begin.

"They can't possibly expect us to cooperate with their plans."

"Moreover, they would never tell us their plans."

Ran Xinxue and Lu Qingyan exchanged a glance.

Wei Tu looked at the two of them at this moment.

"I'll do my best; I'll make a trip to the Northern Desert."

"why?"

Lu Qingyan frowned and asked, "Why does this man always like to go to the most dangerous places alone?" Wei Tu seemed very calm, as if he had already made preparations before coming here.

"It's a simple matter. The main force can only break through from the front, otherwise there won't be enough reinforcements. But what should we do at the front? If we leave it to others, they don't know what to do, and they can't find the best people. I need to get to the Northern Desert as soon as possible, see how far they've progressed, and try to understand their deployment, if possible..."

That was the end of his statement.

However, it seemed that Lu Qingyan already knew what this man wanted to say, and the tacit understanding between master and disciple was fully revealed at this moment.

"If possible, you even want to destroy all of this before the Witch God is resurrected?"

Wei Tu did not answer, which meant he acquiesced.

Ran Xinxue stared wide-eyed at Wei Tu.

"Are you crazy?! This isn't the usual situation over there! Besides the possible resurrection of the Witch God, there must be people from Feng Huating there, and Li Yaoshan, the Palace Master of Yihua Palace, is probably there too, and there might even be people from the Demon Clan! Are you out of your mind?!"

This was something Ran Xinxue couldn't understand, but clearly this time Ran Xinxue's reaction was a bit exaggerated.

Lu Qingyan looked at Ran Xinxue.

Ran Xinxue was stunned for a moment. Noticing the silence in the room, she was a little flustered. Her pretty face turned slightly red, as if Lu Qingyan had discovered something and she was at a loss for what to do.

But at this moment, Wei Tu spoke up.

"I'm not crazy. Of course I know what the danger is. Handing it over to someone else might be safe for me, but it wouldn't help the situation at all. It's not that I'm overconfident; it's just that I understand some things better than others. Besides... over there, I'm not alone. Who else could I be?"

Several people looked at Wei Tu strangely.

Wei Tu shook his head.

He didn't tell them the answer immediately; perhaps they would figure it out themselves soon enough.

He slowly stood up.

That once slender figure is now so upright, as if it could hold up the sky, truly standing tall and proud.

He looked at Ran Xinxue and said.

"Sect Master, I still need you to handle the negotiations. Please do your best. If you really are unwilling, then you should not go to Beixuan Prefecture. I will find a way there and bring back good news."

Use all your strength.

Chapter 147 Northern Desert

The city of yellow sand in the northern desert.

This place is constantly battered by wind and sand, making it extremely barren. Compared to the prosperous Five Immortal Continents, it can only be described as completely desolate.

This place is not within the oasis area of ​​the Northern Desert, because that is a place where only the noble class of the demon race can live. This barren outskirts is tantamount to exile.

A small number of soldiers, dilapidated houses, yet a population that is completely disproportionate to its level of prosperity.

They gathered together in dense crowds, some praying for rain, others waiting for the occasional kind person to distribute some food, but this was truly rare, almost impossible to come by.

So most people just endure hunger and thirst in this vast yet desolate city, or simply lie down and wait for death to come.

But recently, something seems to have changed. A fat soldier, who is completely out of place with these poor and emaciated people who look like beggars, has noticed that recently there have been groups of three or five people gathering together, whispering and discussing something.

He didn't know at first, and just thought that these people couldn't find any fun and could only waste their time in this way.

However, it seems their time is only meant to be wasted, so what right do they have to enjoy themselves? They can only blame their bad luck; their ancestors didn't burn enough incense, and they weren't born into a good family.

But this time, the fat man couldn't resist his curiosity, because these people were gathering together far too frequently.

After eating the greasy chicken leg, he finally couldn't resist leaning against the corner of the wall and quietly overhearing the beggars' discussion.

"Sigh...when will this ever end? We can't get out of here, and we can't get enough to eat. We'll starve to death in this sandy city sooner or later!"

"Yes... How could I have been so blind as to come to a place like this? Even being a beggar in one of those immortal continents would be better than having a house here!"

"By the way... Ali, have you heard about what's been happening lately?"

"What could be more important than being full?"

"Of course! Don't you know? Recently, a group of people came from Beixuan Prefecture. They are said to be led by the last descendant of the Garan clan from the previous dynasty. They fought their way from Beixuan Prefecture into the Northern Desert! They have recruited a lot of people, all in order to overthrow the Nalan clan's rule and change our lives!"

"You believe that? You know how powerful the Nalan tribe is now; they practically control the entire Northern Desert... How easy is it to overthrow them? Even just invading the oasis from the outside would be difficult enough, let alone winning. Besides, what does it have to do with us? We'd be the ones suffering in the end!"

"That's it!"

"Hey, you're so short-sighted! If they want to advance into the oasis, they'll have to pass through Yellow Sand City. That's our golden opportunity. They need manpower for their wars. If we join them, at least we'll be able to eat our fill! If we're lucky enough to win, won't we be heroes? We'll be rich and powerful in no time! Our children and grandchildren will be born into nobility!"

"But... people die in war."

"Hey! Fortune favors the bold! How long can you survive under the rule of the Nalan people? The third brother next door starved to death yesterday! His body is still rotting! You want to do the same?"

"This……"

"No matter what you think, I'm ready. I've heard that they've recruited many scattered Garan people and are in dire need of manpower. When they arrive in Huangsha City, I'll rise up and join them. It's better than this cannibalistic world!"

"Since you've put it that way, Amu, then let's..."

"boom!!"

The fat soldier finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked the dilapidated wall over with such force that everyone present gasped in astonishment.

He drew his sword from his waist with a menacing look, glaring angrily at the beggar-like commoners.

"Fine! King Nalan provides you with food, clothing, and shelter, protecting you from wild beasts and venomous snakes, and this is how you repay him! Today, I will bring your heads before the King to repent!"

Upon hearing this, someone immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.