"Kan Department 2, proceed to this location to support."
"Zhen Buyi, move to..."
"Gen Department 3, after completing the mission, award three merits, team leader reward six merits, deputy team leader four."
Jiang Ding soared in the sky, his Divine Sense enveloping the surroundings like electromagnetic waves, receiving messages from the One-Eyed Cicada and the Sword Intent marks, his Divine Soul operating at high speed, ceaselessly issuing orders.
Within a thousand-li radius, every time an order was issued, teams of Golden Pill Monks, ranging from three to twelve in number, would accept the orders with respectful expressions and move toward the marked locations.
"Kan Department 2, penalty for showing fear in battle, minus ten merits."
"If there's a second time, the penalty for merits will be doubled, for a third, all merits will be stripped away and you will not be accepted anymore."
