In a small courtyard in the Spirit Void City.0

Fang Chen's divine soul stood in the void, watching Xia Xuanji talk with the Grand Elder.0

"I have investigated. Two thousand miles south of the Spirit Void City, there is a tribe of mortals, with about a million people. They have recently been in a conflict with another tribe. The latter has hired a 12th Qi Refining Realm cultivator. Now that this cultivator has made an appearance, it’ll be difficult for that conflict to escalate, which isn’t something I’d like to see,” said Xia Xuanji lightly. “I hope you can go there and show your face so that these tribes will fight to the death.”1

The Grand Elder was surprised. He was no fool; doing such a thing would incur too much karma on himself. "Brother Xia, although I promised to help you, what you're asking me to do will bring about many casualties...0