It's a pity that the demon sword still needs further refinement and cannot be used now.

But to kill a few mere Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race members, there's absolutely no need for the demon sword.

"Brother Kong, last time I heard you say, in the East Battle Dao, aren't there a lot of woodcarts?"

Su Yue looked at Kong Wulin and suddenly asked.

Kong Wulin had mentioned that he was a carpenter.

"That's right. In this godforsaken place, I got bored and made a lot of woodcarts. They're of different sizes, but the best ones are already being used by the mining team. The rest are just defective goods, idling there."

Kong Wulin said.

"Can those defective ones be used?"

Su Yue asked again.

"Kid, please don't casually doubt a carpenter's expertise. Of course, they can be used."

Kong Wulin sneered.

"Are there enough for 100 carts?"

Su Yue continued to ask.

"Almost, at least 90 or so. I made a lot."

Kong Wulin thought for a moment.

"Bai Xiaolong stays behind and prepares to transport the source ores with me.

"Brother Kong, once you get up there, first use the Beast-Selecting Sinew to string the woodcarts together. There are seven people here; divide into six teams, each pulling no more than 20 carts. They're all Fifth-Grade Martial Artists and can manage.

"Use the fastest time to slay the Yangxiang Race, and then let's quickly transport the source ores!"

Su Yue thought for a moment and directly assigned the tasks.

"Su Yue, the urgent matter is to quickly expose Jiao Qingyuan's conspiracy.

"These source ores can wait until the war ends before we slowly move them out."

Wang Anhu was momentarily stunned.

"No, we move them now.

"These source ores must be personally taken to the fortress by the Cangyuan Sixth Camp.

"These are our hard-earned merits, and by the end of the war, certain troublemakers may want to share the credit."

Su Yue calmly shook his head.

In times of war, we can fight shoulder to shoulder and even take a blow for a comrade.

I swear to defend the safety of the Divine Land, even if it means sacrificing my life.

But the spoils achieved by my own hands, I must personally deliver to the Military Department and let everyone know.

No one may touch my merits.

This isn't selfishness.

The resources of the Divine Land are limited and can't simply be distributed equally to everyone.

Su Yue, fighting for his life in the humid realm, had his own selfish intentions, too.

He urgently wanted to earn merit and obtain the Military Department's medal.

This batch of source ores must be seen by everyone, brought back by me with my own hands.

It's also a way to restrain the Military Department.

As long as my merits are significant enough, you must offer sufficient rewards.

The Military Department rewarding me also serves to show other martial artists.

As long as the Military Department doesn't want to chill the hearts of all martial artists, I will certainly receive more rewards.

Su Yue's goal is to free Su Qingfeng.

These things must be fought for.

It's not about sentiment or generosity.

This... is what I deserve.

"Su Yue is right. Kong Wulin, once you get up there, string those woodcarts together as quickly as possible.

"I'll slay the instant an alien is spotted. Everyone, pick up the pace, there's plenty of time."

A few seconds later, Wang Anhu also nodded.

They are martial artists, their mission is to protect their homeland, not to be saints.

Credit that's rightfully yours must be sought to the fullest.

"Got it, understood."

The rest also nodded fiercely.

Bai Xiaolong was even more in full agreement.

When it comes to matters of credit, how can you let others take advantage of it for nothing?

...

On the cliff.

Five Yangxiang Race members sat by the cliff, anxiously looking in the direction of Dianshi City.

Just a few minutes ago, Dianshi City issued an earth-shaking outcry. They couldn't see the exact situation, but it clearly wasn't anything good.

They eagerly awaited the end of the war, so they could return to Dianshi City for a look.

Fortunately, it was almost over.

The shouts of battle from the West Battle Dao side had already diminished considerably.

"Who is it!"

At that moment, a Yangxiang Race member suddenly stood up.

He had just sensed a very strong aura.

"We meet again."

Wang Anhu jumped directly to the top of the cliff, looking at the five men with disdain.

At the same time.

Jia Weisu and others had also leapt up.

At this time, under the control of Su Yue, the scaffolding had already dropped down next to the cave entrance.

He and Bai Xiaolong, like madmen, hurriedly loaded the source stones onto it.

Time is life.

And on the cliff.

The five Yangxiang Race members were dumbfounded with fear.

They're back?

How is that possible!

Clearly pressured by Jiao Qingyuan to fall off the cliff, the five Fifth-Grades had returned; how is that possible?

Moreover.

The leader broke through to the Sixth-Grade.

This is simply unbelievable.

The five Yangxiang Race members looked as if they faced death.

In front of the Grandmaster, they had no chance of survival.

Escape!

One of the Fifth-Grades instinctively tried to flee.

But sadly.

Surrounded by Cangyuan Sixth Camp, where was there still a chance?

Rumble!

The fierce and tricky attack, without a word, had already fallen.

Kong Wulin was the first to run back to his woodcart warehouse, nimbly moving the woodcarts out, finally using the Beast-Selecting Sinew to string them together as one.

For Kong Wulin, this wasn't a problem at all.

Three minutes later.

Five Yangxiang Race corpses lay on the ground.

At the same time, the first batch of source ores had also been timely transported up.

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