"Immortal Elder, of course I know that. But with the Six-Heavens War about to begin anew, how could it be for the good of the Ancient Immortal Realm if we turn against one another because of its unique circumstances? These mountains of blood debt all arose because we stood in different camps. In this special period, we must use special methods. Even if we bear grudges, can't we settle them after the Six-Heavens War? With such long lives ahead of us, when would we not have time to take revenge?" Li Nianjun and I had simulated and discussed such matters before, so this situation had not gone entirely unconsidered.*
"But... they don't revere the Heavenly Venerate of Morality, they don't obey the Immortal Venerates' orders, and they don't practice benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and ritual. How are we supposed to restrain them? Just look at them—all dressed in bizarre clothes. Would they really be willing to change into the Dao Alliance's robes?" Old Madam Nangong swept a disdainful glance over all the sect leaders and second-in-command cultivators gathered nearby, the grudge in her heart as foul as if she had swallowed a fly.
"To say they don't revere the Heavenly Venerate of Morality would be going too far. Usually, it's merely that our paths differ, so we don't work together. As for insulting a Great God, not everyone would dare do that, would they? Besides, tracing things back to antiquity, we all came from the Three Sages. Our origins are comparable, so what difference is there between us?" Taishu Qian smiled faintly. As the mediator, she was thinking of the alliance as well.
"When words fail to meet, not even half a sentence is worth speaking. Why should we bow our heads as subjects to them and yield at every turn?