The Retreating Mandrill Race (1)

"No."

Guo Jia shook his head slightly. He knew about the existence of the Phaseless Soldier Tower, so he was not talking about the soldiers.

"So what do you mean?"

Mei Changge raised his eyebrows slightly, but his eyes quickly lit up.

"Are you talking about the martial artists?"

Mei Changge asked Guo Jia curiously.

"Yes and no."

Guo Jia smiled and said again, "Currently, most of the people in the Green Lotus Territory have become stronger. Although most of them haven't reached the Innate realm, not all foreign races are born in the Innate or Transcendent realm."

"Furthermore, a large number of martial artists have surged in from the Great Song. They are not very weak."

Hearing Guo Jia's words, Mei Changge instantly understood his thoughts.

The citizens of the Green Lotus Territory had already embarked on the path of cultivation. This was also Mei Changge's original plan.