The Fire Elf Tribe's Scheme!

The elders' expressions turned ugly again.

The hope that had just been kindled seemed about to be extinguished once more.

Yan Lie looked at them, then suddenly smiled.

There was a hint of shrewd calculation in that smile, and a hint of complete confidence as well.

"That's right. They won't be willing," he said slowly. "But... once we go there and become their vassals, won't the chance be up to us to fight for?"

The elders all froze at the same time.

Yan Lie continued, "Think about it. Submitting to the Wood Elves doesn't mean we're going to be slaves. We're going to be allies. The Tree God promised to treat everyone equally and teach the Method of Cultivation for the Five Viscera and Six Bowels Divine Treasury. Since everyone is treated equally, why can't we fight for the right to use the Sun Well?"

"But..." Yan Feng said hesitantly, "the Sun Well is the foundation of the Wood Elves. How could they possibly share it?"

"How will we know if we don't try?" Yan Lie said calmly.

"Besides, we don't need to occupy the Sun Well completely. We only need to obtain a piece of land around the Sun Well, so that we can cultivate while bathed in Sun Power. That will be enough."

"The Wood Elves mainly use the Sun Well to condense Sunlight Divine Brew. They won't give up that well."

"But around the well, there are vast stretches of open ground. To them, those places are nothing more than ordinary forest land. To us, they are priceless treasures."

He paused, his gaze growing even deeper.

"Opportunities have always had to be fought for by ourselves. If we go to the Divine Wood Forest, we'll have a chance. If we don't go, we'll have nothing. Tell me,