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"Peace brings wealth, peace brings wealth."

Jin Ao pondered for a moment, then transmitted his voice to Taiyi. "This matter may yet be worked upon. There is something to be gained from it."

Negotiation was always better than violence.

Perhaps Golden Ao Palace could even take a bite out of the Hehuan Sect while they were at it.

Which was why Mingyu could not be allowed to die here.

Taiyi merely smiled without speaking. He cast a faint glance at True Lord Mingyu, whose neck Tu Shan Jun held in his grasp, then looked at True Lord Jin Ao. His gaze lingered only twice before withdrawing. Naturally, he could not allow True Lord Mingyu to speak, because the moment he did, it would mean Taiyi had compromised.

As the sect master of the Taiyi Sect, anyone could compromise, but not him. Even if doing so could win him overwhelming benefits, he would no longer be able to straighten his back. Even with resources enough to rise another level, the Taiyi Sect would become a weak and easily bullied presence in everyone's eyes.

Jin Ao had thought Taiyi had already yielded, and he could not help letting out a long breath of stale air.

Before coming to the Taiyi Sect that day, one of his advisers had warned him to be wary of Taiyi. Taiyi looked amicable, but his actions were methodical, and his vision and schemes were far from limited to what lay before him.

At the time, he had not taken those words seriously. Looking back now, he felt immensely fortunate. It was good that Taiyi was such a person. Only such a person would choose the sect's interests when threatened, and only with such a person could he slowly amass strength alongside the Taiyi Sect.

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