"Of course this old man knows that. As long as it isn't some old monster on the level of the Sea Race's Six Kings, then even if you and I were to run into the other Dongxuan Realm cultivators of the Giant Whale lineage, taking ten thousand steps back, even if we couldn't beat them, retreating with our whole bodies intact would pose not the slightest problem." White Bone True Lord's unhurried voice drifted into his ears; clearly, he had considered this question long ago.
"Mm, Fellow Daoist's words are reasonable. However, we still have to do our utmost to seize the Heaven Heart Toad King's Inner Core. Only once we truly find the Top-grade Spirit Stone vein will the Holy City fulfill its promise and divide the benefits it once pledged to you and me."
Poison Dragon Old Ancestor's expression was quite grave. "This old man has no wish to toil for several hundred years, only to end up busying himself for nothing."
As he said this, a trace of venomous hatred flashed through his eyes.
The saying "failing to steal a chicken and losing the rice used to lure it" was the most fitting way to describe his past experiences.
He had schemed painstakingly, wanting to take the top-grade vein into his hands. Who would have known that halfway through, Giant Whale King would charge out as a spoiler—and, just so, his strength was far greater than Poison Dragon's.
With no other choice, he could only seek shelter beneath the great tree that was the Holy City. Although most of the benefits would fall into others' hands, at least he would still have some soup to drink. Compared to ending up empty-handed after all that work, it was still much better.
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