Xu Wuzhou quickly understood the situation, and he was slightly taken aback, not expecting the resource dispute to fall on him.

Xu Wuzhou pondered whether he should get involved in this matter. Recently, he genuinely wanted to be a quiet and handsome man, not interested in stirring up trouble.

After all, he had enough metal, and his strength was improving at a visible pace every day. This pleasure made him feel that other matters could be put on hold.

"Xu Wuzhou, if you can defeat someone of the same level from Martial Peak, you won't have to guard the abandoned tower. I'll make you a seed of Sacred Peak, and even a successor of Sacred Peak. In the future, you'll be qualified!" Mo Daoxian knew what Xu Wuzhou wanted, thinking that if he painted this picture, Xu Wuzhou would surely take the bait.