Farming

This peculiar gleam flickered in the eyes of Xu Qing and his team.

The truth was that this time, their gains from clearing the battlefield were far too meager. Moreover, as per the requirements of the Corpse Looting Team's duties, they still had to hand over a portion of their findings. As a result, what little remained for them in the end was barely a sliver.

It was completely insufficient for cultivation.

Gradually, the gazes of these ascenders landed on Xu Qing.

They were waiting for Xu Qing's decision.

Xu Qing looked at the clean battlefield in the surroundings and then at the distant starry sky. After a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Entering the battlefield in advance is indeed a method. However, it depends on the timing and the combat strength of both sides."

"Moreover, the battlefield is ever-changing. If we make a mistake in our judgment, we will encounter a life-and-death crisis."