Eyeless—Powerless
Eyeless
Lingyun Sect's response counted as a concession, but at most, it had given the guests a certain amount of face, as if it meant to smooth things over.
However, Qu Jianlei and the other three would never think this meant Baiqiao had backed down.
Jin Ge was even more direct. "That guy's playing mind games again. Seriously boring."
"I think you could learn from him," Min Ning said with a smile. "You need to make some progress too."
"Is the path to the Soul-Splitting Realm something you learn?" Jin Ge scoffed at that. "I am me, the one and only me!"
"No need to consider Lingyun's reaction," Qu Jianlei had also figured it out by now. "No matter what, we finally lured him out!"
Liu Laogen sat aboard the Warship, eyes half narrowed, his divine sense spread out as he sensed any abnormalities around him.
He was an honored guest of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, a Nascent Soul Supreme, nearly sixteen hundred years old, and in recent years, he had rarely taken action anymore.
A Nascent Soul could serve as an honored guest; from the sound of it, the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce's operation seemed to be nothing much.
But in fact, Wanyuan was not weak at all. Among its shareholders were more than one True Venerable faction.
At the very least, Wanyuan branches existed across thirty percent of Houde Realm's sectors, which was already quite remarkable.
One had to know that some sectors belonged directly to major powers—under Lingyun Sect's name alone, there were several directly subordinate sectors.
There were also sectors dominated by a single family or faction, where no outside force was allowed to take a share.
Taking all those factors into account, thirty percent really was not bad.
Liu Laogen was extremely