"Hmph. Of course our sect won't act alone. Among our fellow cultivators dissatisfied with the Heavenly Eye Sect monopolizing the Spirit Vein, we are hardly the only ones. In the past, they were forced to play along because of the sect's overwhelming power, but now that an opportunity has appeared, we can contact other sects and clans..." Fu Biao said with a dark expression.
"Join forces with other sects?" Yue Tong extended his index finger and tapped lightly on the tabletop before him. Clearly, he was considering his junior brother's proposal.
"Senior Brother, there's nothing to hesitate over. Though contacting others will reduce the benefits our sect receives, who can blame us when the Heavenly Eye Sect is so powerful and our sect cannot swallow it whole alone? But their accumulation over several thousand years is absolutely abundant beyond measure, enough for us to divide among ourselves. Besides, within a radius of five hundred li, our sect is the greatest power after the Heavenly Eye Sect. Once the great matter succeeds, we can occupy the place with the richest spiritual energy. After a few decades or a century, with more disciples advancing into high-level cultivators, our sect will be able to rank among You Province's first-rate sects. How could we miss such a fine chance to bring glory to our threshold? At that time, Senior Brother, your name will be left in the annals of history..." Fu Biao continued tirelessly persuading him.
"Fine. Then we'll do as Junior Brother says." Though Yue Tong was experienced and prudent, in the end he still could not resist the temptation. "We'll make the gamble!"
"Senior Brother, rest assured. We will definitely succeed." Fu Biao was overjoyed and immediately thumped his chest in guarantee. "There's no time to lose. Let's leave this place first."