"You open your mouth and ask for more than twenty Thousand Province Edicts?"
The Palace Lord of the Demon Palace was momentarily stunned by Lin Bai's words.
Lin Bai gave an awkward laugh. He had already realized that these Thousand Provinces would become extremely important resources in his hands.
At the very least, they held tremendous appeal for the major top-tier lineages of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace. They would become Lin Bai's best means of winning over and befriending allies.
"Alas."
"Trying to gain the support of lineages and sects with nothing but words is absolutely impossible."
"Even mortal dynasties have to pay a staggering price to win over allies, to say nothing of the martial world, which is even more ruthless than mortal dynasties."
Lin Bai let out a helpless sigh in his heart and murmured:
"With my talent, perhaps some lineages and martial artists have taken a fancy to my future potential and wish to pledge allegiance in advance, thereby forging a bond for the future."
"But without a doubt, this is a 'great gamble'—betting their lives and fortunes on a future that might very well hold no hope."
"For ordinary martial artists and some ordinary lineages, if they cannot obtain enough avenues for advancement, they may choose this path."
"But for the major lineages within the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace, unless they are driven to the end of their rope, they absolutely will not gamble their lineages' foundations, built over tens of thousands of years, on a future."
"These major lineages are all shrewd old foxes. The reason they have survived for tens of thousands of years is that they advance steadily, step by step. It certainly isn't because of one 'great gamble.'"
Lin Bai knew full well that with the talent of his Supreme Avatar