Chapter 1537

Chapter 1537: Quota

Thirty-two Holy Lord-level Powerful Beings were seated in the prominent positions.

The peak Great Saints of Chaos occupied the seats below them.

It felt quite like a meeting of school leaders.

Xu Fan was seated in the first row.

He quietly observed all the Holy Lords on the podium, sensing each of their auras one by one.

As he looked at all the Holy Lords, Xu Fan suddenly had a thought: if all these Holy Lords attacked him at once, could he escape from this meeting?

At that moment, the leading Holy Lord on the podium spoke.

“The top-tier formation masters of the Human Alliance have already started making preliminary arrangements.”

“Ten thousand years from now, twenty-one Chaotic Mist Areas will unite and seal off all the Chaotic Mist Areas in the central region.”

“When that time comes, it will be our opportunity to expand our Chaotic Mist Areas.”

A massive star map appeared above the podium.

Next to the Chaotic Mist Areas on the map, two points of light of different sizes twinkled.

“The task given to us by the Human Alliance is to first absorb these two Chaotic Mist Areas.”

“One is named, and the other is nameless.”

“Now, we need to send five hundred of the top-tier Great Saints of Chaos to infiltrate the Nameless Chaotic Mist Area. Those interested can sign up after the meeting.”

Then, the leading Holy Lord outlined the grand plan, igniting the passion of the peak Great Saints of Chaos below.

“As long as you achieve enough merit within this plan, you will earn a Holy Lord spot, a chance to become a Holy Lord-level Powerful Being.”

Just that one sentence instantly fired up all the peak Great Saints of Chaos in the audience.

Xu Fan casually scanned the room and noticed that at least one-tenth of the Great Saints of Chaos had the qualifications to gain a quota.

Then, the Holy Lord on stage detailed the merits for occupying this Chaotic Mist Area.

Xu Fan quietly listened from below.

“Grape, calculate the best way to earn the quota,” Xu Fan asked.

“Slaying two Holy Lord-level Powerful Beings in the opposing Chaotic Mist Area will earn you a spot,” Grape’s voice replied.

“That’s ridiculous,” Xu Fan muttered, but he began to consider it carefully.

Although he wasn’t interested in the quota for himself, that didn’t mean he wasn’t interested in securing it for his disciple.

The conference lasted ten days before concluding, and after it ended, Xu Fan received invitations from several Holy Lords.

In a mysterious small world, the thirty-two Holy Lords and Xu Fan were enjoying conversations near the Gourmet Galaxy, a place befitting Holy Lords.

“Friend Xu, are you interested in this Holy Lord spot?” the Holy Lord of Heavenly Sound asked, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xu Fan.

“Of course, I’m interested, but I calculated that to obtain the spot, I wouldn’t have a moment of rest for several million years.”

“This spot requires too much time, and it doesn’t suit my laid-back personality,” Xu Fan said, shaking his head. He then picked up a plate of steamed fish from the Gourmet Galaxy and began eating.

“For a Great Saint of Chaos, several million years is just a blink of an eye. Traveling back and forth to earn a Holy Lord spot seems quite worthwhile to me,” the Northern God Holy Lord said, sitting beside the Holy Lord of Heavenly Sound.

“I still think it’s too much trouble. Plus, with this meeting, all the peak Great Saints in the Chaotic Mist Area have been stirred up.”

“I’m not the only one after the quota, so it’s impossible to grab it,” Xu Fan said with a chuckle.

Just then, the Holy Lord of Cold Clouds approached.

“Your combat strength is impressive. You can hold your own against Holy Lord-level opponents. How about joining us in battles across the Chaotic Mist Areas once the grand formation is complete?”

“The quota isn’t an issue,” the Holy Lord of Cold Clouds said, looking at Xu Fan.

Everyone in the secret realm overheard this exchange.

They all stared at Xu Fan in astonishment.

“I’m not as powerful as the Holy Lord of Cold Clouds makes me out to be. I’m not really into fighting and killing. How about I send a few of my capable disciples to accompany the Holy Lord of Cold Clouds instead?” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“As long as you can survive battles at the Holy Lord level, that’s all that matters,” the Holy Lord of Cold Clouds replied.

“No problem.”

After a grand feast at the Gourmet Galaxy, the Holy Lords and Xu Fan gathered together.

“I’ve heard that Friend Xu is a master of all trades. I wonder if you can understand this formation that’s meant to unite the Chaotic Mist Areas,” a Holy Lord said, handing over a formation diagram.

Xu Fan skimmed through it and handed it back.

“The formation is ingenious, drawing power from the entire Chaotic Mist Area to create a blockade.”

“It’s a clever idea, but the extraction rate for the unrefined materials in the Chaotic Mist Area is a bit slow. Once activated, it could drain the essence of the Chaotic Mist Area too quickly,” Xu Fan remarked lightly.

“As expected of Friend Xu, you’ve hit the nail on the head.”

“Here’s a complementary formation; you might want to take a look at this too,” the Holy Lord said, handing over four formation beads.

Xu Fan took them and studied them for a while before returning them.

“Impressive! The main formation and the auxiliary formation work in harmony, solving many issues at a low cost,” Xu Fan said with admiration.

If he were to set up such a formation, it would likely be at this level.

“The Human Alliance’s Chaotic Mist Area will completely envelop this region. Once we successfully occupy a Chaotic Mist Area, the formations will link up and gradually expand our control over the territory.”

“If Friend Xu is confident in setting up such a formation in the Chaotic Mist Area, you can take on further tasks with the Human Alliance. There are quota rewards as well,” the Holy Lord who handed over the beads said.

“What’s the point of just telling Friend Xu this? Hurry up and give him the Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure for communication,” another Holy Lord chimed in.

“Haha, I almost forgot.”

A mirror of Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure level appeared before Xu Fan, glowing with the supreme law of spatial force.

As soon as Xu Fan took the mirror, a flood of information entered his mind.

“Thank you, Holy Lord of Burning Sky,” Xu Fan said politely.

“It’s just an Xuanhuang Supreme Treasure. We’ll have plenty more to discuss in the future,” the Holy Lord of Burning Sky replied modestly.

By now, the Holy Lords had eaten and drunk their fill, and their true intentions began to surface.

Some wanted Xu Fan to craft top-tier Primordial Supreme Treasures, while others asked him to set up grand formations in their worlds.

Xu Fan accepted every request without hesitation.

For the top-tier Primordial Supreme Treasures alone, he took on twenty orders, though they’d have to wait in line—one every million years, in the order they were received.

As long as he had enough time, his avatars could handle them all.

After the gathering, Xu Fan returned to his sect.

In the courtyard, Xu Fan summoned all the Great Saints of the human race.

The main body from the Three Thousand Realms arrived, along with the avatars of those who couldn’t make it in person.

Xu Gang, Li Xingci, Wang Xuanxin, Xiong Li, and Wang Yulun were present.

“Master.”

“Grand Elder!”

“Big Brother Xu.”

Three different greetings echoed.

“I called you here today to share the grand plan of the Human Alliance.”