Aiden stared at the screen quietly.
Then a faint smile slowly appeared on his face.
"Level forty-five already…" he murmured.
The growth speed was honestly ridiculous.
He already commanded nearly nine thousand undead.
His eyes slowly moved down the screen.
"Fifteen body tempering undead…"
That part mattered more.
Normal undead were useful for overwhelming weaker enemies and exhausting armies.
But true strength still came from higher-grade units.
Especially against cultivators.
Aiden rested his chin against his hand thoughtfully.
"Still not enough to crush the Clear Water Sect head-on."
And if there were more people close to the Qi Sense Stage hiding in this city…
Then rushing recklessly would only create unnecessary losses.
His gaze shifted lower again.
Gold coins: 15321
That number immediately improved his mood slightly.
Aiden let out a quiet chuckle.
"At least I'm rich now."
Aiden stared at the amount of gold displayed on the screen for a few seconds longer.
