"No need, let's make it the day after tomorrow,"
The Great Elder didn't mind; he thought this timing was just right.
"Moreover, your Medical Valley… Not to say that I love to criticize, but with the cultivation levels of your disciples, how many of them can even enter the Silent Stone Space?"
He curled his lips, looking at Yuu Rong with disdain.
"Usually three hundred people enter the Silent Stone Space, but this time, let's give your Medical Valley eighty spots. The rest will be filled by our Poison Valley disciples; I have already arranged everything."
"You—"
Yuu Rong was truly angered.
Although it wasn't possible for everyone to enter the Silent Stone Space, this old geezer's wishful thinking was really something.
Their Medical Valley would have eighty people, while Poison Valley would have over two hundred disciples who could enter the Silent Stone Space. Where was the negotiation with their Medical Valley in this? It was a clear case of bullying.