Chapter 808: Forced to Compromise

Half a month later.

Inside the spirit vessel hovering beside the Spirit Realm.

Bai Jun, dressed in a white robe, looked at Elder Zhen and the others, showing no surprise.

"Have you made up your minds?" Bai Jun asked.

Elder Zhen and the others hung their heads low.

Over the past half month, they had struggled internally, but ultimately, they had no choice but to make this decision. They had to agree to Bai Jun's demands, allowing them to take over in order to preserve the continuity of the Nine Realms.

Because neither the vast black mist nor the endless hordes of demons within it were something they could handle on their own.

"We have two conditions," Elder Zhen raised his head, his expression serious. "If these are not met, it will be a fight to the death!"

"Speak," Bai Jun said, leisurely brewing tea as he sat on a stool.

"First, we can cede the territory of the Immortal Realm to you, but areas outside the Immortal Realm, such as the Spirit Realm and the Yue Realm, your people must not extensively encroach upon them."

"Hmm, continue," Bai Jun said, lifting the teapot lid and glancing inside, his tone casual.

"Second, we will relocate the residents of the Immortal Realm in an organized manner. However, since it is their home and their roots are there, if we encounter residents who are unwilling to leave, they will remain in the Immortal Realm. Your people must not harm them in any way," Elder Zhen stated firmly.

He watched Bai Jun, who was focused on brewing tea, waiting for his response.

"Fine," Bai Jun replied simply, still preoccupied with his tea.

Elder Zhen and the others looked uneasy.

This matter concerned the lives of countless people, yet it was being handled so casually, leaving a bitter taste in their hearts.

"Why are you still standing here?" Bai Jun asked, noticing that Elder Zhen and the others hadn't left. "If you're done, you can go."

"Is there nothing else you want to say?" Elder Zhen frowned. "This is no small matter, after all."

"Oh, right," Bai Jun seemed to think seriously for a moment before replying, "Everything that needs to be said has been said. There's nothing more to add."

"If I must say something, it's that you should hurry and make the arrangements. Time is running out. Once I finish this pot of tea, I'll start setting up the teleportation array."

"That's all. You may leave," Bai Jun waved his hand dismissively.

Elder Zhen and the others exchanged glances, but in the end, they had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

After all, the situation was not in their favor.

After Elder Zhen and the others left, Bai Jun closed his eyes and savored the freshly brewed tea.

"Excellent tea," he praised softly, then waved to someone behind him.

"Young Master," a man in black said, bowing his head.

"Send a message to Zhao Gu and the others. Tell them to return and get to work," Bai Jun said indifferently.

"Yes!" The man in black crushed a red jade slip, and the message was swiftly sent out.

Within three days, the group that had left the spirit vessel began to return one after another.

Bai Jun waited patiently, meditating with his eyes closed.

"Only Zhao Gu is missing. Where is he?" Bai Jun suddenly asked.

The others looked at each other, but no one could answer.

Bai Jun's expression was unreadable. After a pause, he said, "Let's wait a little longer. After all, setting up the teleportation array requires everyone. Missing even one person reduces the success rate. Besides, there's no rush."

However, what no one expected was that this wait would last half a month.

During this time, the people of the Nine Realms had taken significant action. Countless residents of the Immortal Realm began migrating to places like the Zhen Realm, though a large number still chose to remain in the Immortal Realm.

Yet, Zhao Gu still had not returned.

Bai Jun finally frowned.

"Send him another urgent order," he said.