Everyone around Quincy nodded subconsciously.

Darryl breathed a sigh of relief discreetly and gave Zoey a grateful look.

'She deserves to be the head of the top sect in Mistloren; she puts the benefit of others first.'

Darryl tilted his head and said to the oracles, "Ladies, what are you going to do next?"

The Nine Saint Oracles looked at each other. Then, Yennie spoke softly, "We had consumed too much energy in the stone ruin. We need to find a hidden place to recuperate and cultivate."