Li Poxiao and Xia Ruize were essentially the right and left hands with which I controlled the entire Nine Heavens. I had done plenty of things involving one hand passing something to the other, but I couldn't favor one over the other. Li Poxiao had obtained the Twelve Remnant Scrolls and grown vastly stronger, while Xia Ruize had lost his energy pack, the Golden Dipper, and gained nothing in return. He had suffered a crushing loss, so I had to compensate him and give him enough power to keep Li Poxiao in check. Xia Ruize had been the leader of the Jie Sect for so many years—how could he not understand how to read a sage's mind?
"Yitian, although we should avoid suspicion regarding the Land of the Western Extremity, I haven't been in a position to bring it up with you. But circumstances have changed. Since Li Poxiao is unwilling to hand over the Twelve Remnant Scrolls, why don't you impose a slight punishment and use this as a touchstone? Transfer Li Poxiao and the Star Realm away from the Land of the Far West. If he's willing, you can immediately eliminate this future threat. Without the Land of the Far West, Li Poxiao won't have the conditions to start trouble, will he?" Xia Ruize said.
"Heh, hand the Land of the Far West over to the Jie Sect? Can you even digest it all? And if I make Li Poxiao abandon the territory he spent all these years conquering, won't he fall out with me? You reap all the benefits while I bear all the consequences?" I sneered.
"Yitian, how could Big Brother have such intentions? Big Brother only wants to restrict Li Poxiao. At the very least, we can't let him have any room to run wild!"