In the end, the talks broke down on bad terms.
After leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Yu Xiaogang even cursed Ning Fengzhi for being narrow-minded and shortsighted.
Unfortunately, he was not the one in charge, so he could not consider matters comprehensively.
If Ning Fengzhi had immediately declared his support for the alliance, outsiders would see it as shielding Yu Xiaogang, a criminal of Spirit Hall.
If Spirit Hall made a big issue out of it, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation would plummet.
"If Tang Hao were still around, we might really have to give it serious consideration." Gu Rong sneered. "But one is an outcast of the Clear Sky Sect, and the other is a worthless fool driven out of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. They want to use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's hand to settle their personal grudges?"
Spirit Hall's ambitions were plain for all to see, but was Yu Xiaogang any less ambitious?
Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi were both old foxes who had lived for centuries. Neither was a fool.
Ning Fengzhi did not shut the door completely. "If they truly gain the support of the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, then this alliance will be feasible."
"Spirit Hall's ambitions are far from small. Especially since Bibi Dong took power, they have been almost crazily suppressing our Upper Three Sects."
"Bone Uncle, you mean—"
"This may very well be only the beginning. Perhaps Spirit Hall has other plans."
After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought.
Throughout history, it was not as though Spirit Hall had never acted against the Upper Three Sects. Two hundred years ago, Yu Shengtian—hailed as the strongest sect master in the history of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon