Deliver the Glassy Bottle to Nanli, Perish Together!

"Alright," Qingwu said, his voice steady. "No matter what Nanli decides, I will make sure to take out the excess Glassy Bottle. We cannot let any of our Spirit Trees wither."

Sima Xin didn't care much about how much of that was true. Her mind was set.

Now, the only way to ensure victory was to kill Nanli swiftly before she grew any stronger. That would secure their success.

After finalizing their strategy for the Upper Realm, Qingwu continued, "Although our two factions cannot directly intervene in the Human World or the Three Kingdoms, we can hire the Night Asura to handle things for us."

Sima Xin's expression darkened immediately. "Night Asura? Do you know how expensive it is to hire them? Spirit Stones are one thing, but we would need to offer up our own sect's magic tools or powerful techniques to even hope to employ them."