"Uh..."
At those words, all four of them froze. They knew Li Tianming was optimistic, but they had no idea he could be optimistic to this extent.
"The battlefield hasn't been decided yet, right? If it ends up even a little closer to the super cosmic ray source, do you think the Shangyu Seed will be able to endure better than Tian Baisu?" Li Tianming asked.
Moyu Jitian exchanged glances with the others, his brows relaxing before he said, "It really can't endure as well as Tian Baisu."
"However, I still don't want to expose this trump card, especially in public. So for me, that's the worst option. If I don't use that move, then it won't be a hundred percent—it may be twenty, thirty percent... Therefore, my task over these next two hundred-plus years is to raise my odds of winning without revealing my trump card to above fifty percent," Li Tianming added solemnly.
Hearing this, Yue Li Lian knew what the boy was about to say, so she seriously followed his lead. "How are you going to raise it above fifty percent?"
"Very simple. Moyu Xingyun Sacrifice, Origin Soul Springs..."
Thus, Li Tianming repeated his earlier demands and the explanation he had given Yue Li Lian to them once more.
Merit, plus the arranged battle—his reasons were more than sufficient.
After hearing him out, Moyu Jitian agreed without a second word. With a sweep of his hand, he said, "Since this cannot be publicized, I can't use Heavenly Court assets to meet your needs. Then the four of us will satisfy them together."
"Damn? What does this have to do with me? I have to pay too?" Moyu Lingtian said miserably.
"I'll pay half. The three of you can split the other half." The Heavenly Court God Moyu