Finally, with a grim expression, Dean Wu waved his hand to dismiss the meeting. As it concluded, he said to Han Ning,
"Xiaohan, come with me."
Dean Wu led Han Ning over to the field of slain Soul Beast corpses from the Red Centipede Tribe.
About a dozen of the less powerful academy teachers and students patrolled vigilantly among the massive insect corpses. These bodies, piled high as mountains, were the academy's most precious asset right now—spoils of war won with their very lives and blood.
"Go ahead and take some resources first. See if you can help the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm break through to the next Level. While you're at it, help your other Soul Beasts recover their Physical Strength," Dean Wu said, gesturing to the dense piles of insect corpses. "Most of the others' Soul Beasts were killed, so they have no immediate need for these Soul Beasts' Crystal Stones."
