"A Tier 7 dungeon."
One elder nodded.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Caelum's fingers slowly tapped against the wooden table.
Their clan also possessed a dungeon.
A low-grade one.
It produced Tier 5 monsters and resources that were useful for strengthening younger clan members.
But over the years, the dungeon's limitations had become increasingly obvious.
The clan had grown.
Its population had increased.
Its cultivation resources had not.
Even with careful management... The dungeon could no longer satisfy their needs.
Now, a new dungeon had appeared.
And according to the report. It was far more valuable than their own.
Caelum's eyes narrowed.
"How many people know about this?"
"At present, the three great powers have likely received the information."
The old patriarch's expression finally changed.
"Then we have no time."
One elder immediately stepped forward.
"Should we mobilize the clan?"
Caelum raised his hand.
"No."
The elder froze.
"We don't know enough."
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