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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1722
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Dallas' initial plan was to establish strict boundaries with the Western cultivators and ensure that each party stayed on their side.

However, the Western cultivators frequently crossed their boundaries and even got into violent fights with the weaker cultivators on their side.

That made everyone in the Divine Strategy Squadron furious, and they all clamored to be able to fight the Western cultivators. However, the Western cultivators had plenty of Mystique Loyalty Realm experts on their side, which meant they would suffer even greater losses if they chose to engage in full-on battle.

The fact that Nash and the others had not been spotted in the secret realm meant that there was also a large number of Western cultivators who had not yet started sharing the sspace as them.

If they engaged in battle with the Western cultivators, their losses would beceven greater if more Western cultivators joined them later on.

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Hence, Dallas had chosen to keep the peace to ensure stability.

It was not because he was afraid of the Western cultivators. Rather, it was because he knew that as the deputy commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron, he could not act brashly.

He had to take the welfare of the Divine Strategy Squadron's members into consideration.

The Western cultivators had not crossed their boundaries for the past two days.

Given the lack of harassment from the Western cultivators, he thought he could place his focus on trying to get a lucky break in the mountains. He did not expect the reclusive sects' arrival to further complicate things.

The Six Great Sects, headed by the Sky Saber Sect, had gotten to work driving away the Western cultivators after arriving at the central battlefield.

Everyone had only just finished letting out their triumphant sights when the Six Great Sects began targeting the average martial artist.

The Divine Strategy Squadron had initially set up camp on a massive mountain brimming with resources. Now, they had been forced to retreat to one of the peripheral mountains.

Resources were extremely scarce in these peripheral mountains. Even after an entire day of searching, they still had not found anything that would be helpful for their cultivation processes.

Besides that, the disciples from those sects would also drop by from tto tto mock them.

"Greetings!" Benedict had just finished ranting when a voice rang out from outside the tent.

Gloomy looks immediately settled across everyone's faces.

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They had been scavenging the mountains for a whole day and night and were mere minutes away from digging three feet beneath the ground. There was no way anything rare or valuable had been found.

Given the time, it was probably someone from the Six Great Sects here to cause trouble again.

A solemn expression settled across Dallas' features as he said, “Cin!” A young soldier in uniform walked in. "Sir, the Six Great Sects have sent someone over again!" "This is outrageous!" Benedict slammed his hand against the table as he sprang to his feet. "Do they really think we're fucking easy targets?" The Varhesses were the most elite martial arts family in all of Antaria, and they could also be considered Drakonia's most powerful martial arts family.

His great-grandfather was the commander of the Divine Strategy Squadron and was also one of the country's four most powerful Profound Oriental Realm experts.

When was the last the had been treated this way? Douglas could no longer stand the way the Six Great Sects were acting either. In his deep voice, he said, "Go check out what they want. If they're still looking to cause trouble it's twe strike back!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesOutside the tent, three women and two men laughed and talked among themselves as they gazed at the tents set up on the mountainside.

"Do you think they'll hand over their tents?" A gorgeous, young-looking girl pursed her lips together as she spoke.

She was Maggie Dreamer, granddaughter of the Misty Templar Court's leader. She had not achieved a particularly high level of cultivation yet, but her two sisters had already mastered the mid-Mystique Loyalty Realm. Content belongs to en.kikistories"Haha, they'll hand them over if they know what's best for them. If they refuse to, we'll just take them ourselves!" Laverne Chapman had a haughty expression on her face as she spoke.

Maggie blinked. "That doesn't seem very nice. Will it make the members of the Misty Templar Court look like bullies?" Laverne ruffled Maggie's hair with a slight smile on her face as she said, "Remember this, Maggie. It's a battle of survival of the fittest in the fand of cultivation. Never be a Content belongs to en.kikistoriesmartyr!" UMS