Three million years seemed like an eternity.
However, it was not very long.
Powerhouses would spend Epochs in seclusion to cultivate.
James nodded and said, “Alright. I’ll make preparations right away. Then, I’ll head to the Angel Race’s territory and figure out something to buy the Herb of Reclusion from the auction. I'll snatch it if I can’t get it through the auction.”
James wore a solemn expression.
The Angel Race was one of the Ten Great Races, making them one of the culprits that caused the Human Race’s doom.
Thus, James did not have a good impression of them.
Dempsey said, “Alright. I’ve already inquired about the price. Even if we have to spend all our funds, we’ll have to successfully obtain the Herb of Reclusion. Who would you need to come with you to the auction? Go ahead and choose whoever you’d like to accompany you.”
James scanned the hall, observing everyone present.
Eventually, his eyes fell on Dahlia. He pointed at her and said, “She’ll do. I’ve already taught her a cultivation method that can help hide her human aura. It’ll be safer to have her accompany me.”
Dahlia stood up and said enthusiastically, “Alright! I won’t let you down, James!”
Dempsey said, “You should rest for a while more, James. Although the Herb of Reclusion isn’t a highly sought-after treasure, it’s still pricey. Our sect has always been lacking in resources, and we’ll need some time to prepare.”
“Okay.” James nodded.
After a brief discussion, James returned to his spiritual mountain to rest.
Dahlia followed after him since they would have to discuss the details.
After reaching the back mountain of Mount Behemoth, Dahlia began to brief James about the Angel Race.
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