"Fang Mo, what will we have to give up for this subsidiary status you mentioned?"
Long Jianzhang asked, his brow tightly furrowed.
Fang Mo smiled faintly.
"Subsidiary means, as the name implies, existing under the Tianli Sect's protection. All resources and personnel will be allocated by the Tianli Sect. This is the best condition I could secure for you. It can reduce your losses while gaining the Tianli Sect's protection. In truth, the Tianli Sect will not need much of the alliances' resources!"
"I understand. Becoming a subsidiary force of the Tianli Sect should benefit us."
Long Jianzhang sighed softly. Subsidiary force did not sound particularly appealing, but it was better than being killed. "Fang Mo, I trust that with you here, you'll secure some benefits for us and keep the nine major alliances from suffering too great a loss!"
Fang Mo looked at Long Jianzhang, his expression turning solemn. "However, you still need to speak with the other alliances and see what each of them thinks. If they all agree, I'll begin making arrangements. The Mechanical Empire's forces on Zhiyuan Star also need to be dealt with!"
"Alright, I'll go back and speak with them immediately. I believe they'll all be willing!"
Long Jianzhang rose to his feet, excitement on his face rather than the dissatisfaction or anger Fang Mo had expected.
Fang Mo nodded.
"I'll arrange for someone to send you back!"
Fang Mo summoned Cui Zai and arranged for two people to escort Long Jianzhang back to the camp.
With the help of the Taichu Peak martial artists, Long Jianzhang quickly gathered the leaders of the nine major alliances.
They sat in a half-collapsed house amid the ruins. The table had been found among the rubble and covered with a piece of cloth to serve as a