"Wouldn't that make things expensive for the sect instead?" Poliana asked soon after, who was also there.
Rean then shrugged his shoulders as he replied, "With the amount of income we will get from the communication system, do you really think I will lack the money to make pieces of low-level metal?"
Everyone went silent after Rean said that. Sure enough, let alone money for these earrings or whatever, Rean probably could use Earth Middle or maybe even Earth High-level metal, and he would still have money left over to spend.
Fizer then decided to intervene. "Alright. The plan seems to have a small chance of success. However, you do know that wars and things like that won't disappear, right?" Before Rean could answer, Fizer continued, "This is a cultivation world. In the end, the excess of power will bring conflict between parties. Although humans and Zasfins could get along and even mingle with one another in the future, other types of battles for other reasons will still happen."
Roan agreed with Fizer on that, saying, "He's right. In fact, for a cultivation world, no more battles would be very bad instead. You would have no one to train against, no death and life situations to surpass your limits, and so on. For cultivators and demon beasts, it would be akin to slowing down their cultivation speed."
Rean pondered over it for a bit and had to admit that it was true. This was not Earth, after all. 'No, even back on Earth where modern society existed, and Spiritual Energy was nowhere to be found, wars still happened in the Middle East. Spiritual Energy just makes wars more easily doable.'
Rean then shook his head and placed these thoughts behind. "Alright, that won't be a problem. As long as it doesn't become a war between Zasfins and humans, other wars aren't our problem. I'm doing it for the survival of the human race so that we won't become slaves anymore. That's all."
Fizer nodded, satisfied. "As long as you understand, then that's fine."
After that, Rean looked at Malo and said, "I'll leave it up to you to start negotiations with the Zasfins of Palif Empire. As I've mentioned before, I received messages about their intentions of keeping the trades with our region. The demon beasts had the multi-racial Demon Beast Cities. In fact, they're still there, and the Zasfins will eventually go back to that place to trade. I want you to work with them and the Freedom City cultivators to create a similar area of negotiations."
Malo immediately answered with some hesitation in his voice, saying in response, "The humans we received from the Zasfin territories won't like this idea very much."
"That's a problem for the city lord to resolve. He has to guarantee the Zasfins' safety while they're in Freedom City. Unless, of course, these Zasfins start to cause problems. In that case, just get rid of them," Rean said in response without much concern.
Yes, Freedom City had finally gotten its own City Lord. His name was Pocla Nusvo, one of the Demon Beast Continent cultivators. He was one of the very few Saint Realm experts of the human race, just like Julia. Due to the prospects of Freedom City and the Freedom Sect, he also decided to try and join Fizer's power.
Freedom City needed someone with the strength to keep it under control. That's how Pocla came to be appointed as the City Lord. Fizer accepted Pocla into the sect as a Guest Elder after talking with Malo, so it could be said that he was also part of the sect itself. The good thing was that Fizer knew the guy and trusted him. That's why Malo didn't see a problem in using Pocla to help out with Freedom City.
A few days later…
Palif Empire, Danve City, City Lord's residence. At the moment, a man let out cold sweat as he paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "I can't believe I really went into Wringan Continent and left alive. So it was true that as long as I had no intention to cause problems, the Demon Beast Protectors wouldn't waste their time barring my passage. They just asked my objective in there and kept their Spiritual Senses on me the entire time. In any case, that was still scary as hell." Naturally, that was the City Lord of Danve City, Devou Zais. Well, he was also Frandin's father.
Frandin was also in the room, so he tried to comfort him, saying, "Father, everything is okay. We did receive the terms of the agreement that were set after the war was over, right? As long as we don't send any cultivator at the Saint Realm or above into Wringan Continent, we are allowed to enter it. We just have to state our intentions and not try to avoid the Spiritual Senses of the demon beasts watching it."
Devou glanced at his son, who had improved to the extent that made him feel embarrassed of his own cultivation progress. Of course, he was also extremely happy to have such a strong heir to take over the city in the future. "But I could still be killed by the humans themselves, you know? It's not like humans aren't allowed to attack Zasfins in their territories. When I got close to that so-called Freedom Sect, I was able to feel many Spiritual Senses stronger than mine."
Frandin shrugged his shoulders as he said in response, "The fact that they didn't do anything to you is proof that this negotiation might really happen. According to the information we've obtained, we at least know that my friends are part of that sect. let's hope for the best."
"Sigh…alright, let's hope that it won't bring any trouble to our Danve City or the other cities around who are participating in this negotiation." Devou Zais obviously accepted that role due to the prospects of success. He obviously wouldn't step back now that he had already passed through the most dangerous task of delivering the jade slip to the Freedom Sect.
Suddenly, a subordinate entered the room, telling him, "Ci-City Lord. We have a human outside saying that he came from Wringan Continent's Freedom Sect. You told me to warn you if anything like this happened. What should I do?"
Devou and Frandin's eyes lit up after that. "Quick! Let him inside. Make sure that no one mistreats him.. The economic future of our Danve City and the other cities around us depends on this."
