Meeting the Abyssal Lord Again

He hadn't even reached the mid-tier or mid-stream spacetimes yet and was already thinking about how to divide the territories.

"Other things can wait, but this matter must be addressed quickly. You don't know this, but Qishen Temple is nearly out of resources. Once someone becomes a Universe Master, they can no longer exchange treasures at Qishen Temple. Now we can only train some Dao Lords and Emperors!" Zhen Ling sighed and shook his head. "All these years, we've relied on Wu Zuo and Hu Qing to sustain us by scouring secret realms for treasures to fill the gaps at Qishen Temple. If I didn't have to oversee the low-tier spacetimes, I would have gone myself."

Zhen Ling made himself seem extremely pitiful.

Like a lonely, elderly man who had no choice but to risk his life.

Even though Jian Wushuang knew Zhen Ling was putting on a show for him, he couldn't help but pat Zhen Ling on the shoulder and comfort him, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here!"