My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1722

Dallas’ initial plan was to establish strict boundaries with the Western cultivators and ensure that each party stayed on their side.

However, the Western cultivators frequently crossed their boundaries and even got into violent fights with the weaker cultivators on their side.

That made everyone in the Divine Strategy Squadron furious, and they all clamored to be able to fight the Western cultivators.

However, the Western cultivators had plenty of Mystique Loyalty Realm experts on their side, which meant they would suffer even greater losses if they chose to engage in full-on battle.

The fact that Nash and the others had not been spotted in the secret realm meant that there was also a large number of Western cultivators who had not yet started sharing the same space as them.

If they engaged in battle with the Western cultivators, their losses would become even greater if more Western cultivators joined them later on.

Hence, Dallas had chosen to keep the peace to ensure stability.

It was not because he was afraid of the Western cultivators. Rather, it was because he knew that as the deputy commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron, he could not act brashly.

He had to take the welfare of the Divine Strategy Squadron’s members into consideration.

The Western cultivators had not crossed their boundaries for the past two days.

Given the lack of harassment from the Western cultivators, he thought he could place his focus on trying to get a lucky break in the mountains. He did not expect the reclusive sects’ arrival to further complicate things.

The Six Great Sects, headed by the Sky Saber Sect, had gotten to work driving away the Western cultivators after arriving at the central battlefield.

Everyone had only just finished letting out their triumphant sights when the Six Great Sects began targeting the average martial artist.

The Divine Strategy Squadron had initially set up camp on a massive mountain brimming with resources. Now, they had been forced to retreat to one of the peripheral mountains.

Resources were extremely scarce in these peripheral mountains. Even after an entire day of searching, they still had not found anything that would be helpful for their cultivation processes.

Besides that, the disciples from those sects would also drop by from time to time to mock them.

“Greetings!”

Benedict had just finished ranting when a voice rang out from outside the tent.