Cooperation?
Jiang Qiao had not expected the other party to make such a demand.
He immediately laughed.
"Your Netherworld forces have always been sinister, and you even have the Green Lotus Sect pulling the strings behind the scenes."
"What could we possibly cooperate on?"
"The grudge between the Guangming Society and me is nothing more than a matter of you killing me and me killing you. There's no one below the demigod level left in the Guangming Society who can stand against me."
"What?"
"Could Medicine King City possibly help me kill the Guangming Society's demigods?"
"Even if you agree."
"I'm afraid your City Lord won't."
"Even if your City Lord agrees, I'm afraid your strength won't."
When all was said and done.
The conflict between him and the Guangming Society was actually just a muddled account.
In the end, you killed me.
I killed you.
After all the killing, things had reached a point where neither side would rest until the other was dead.
But Medicine King City?
They were different from Jiang Qiao.
They were a Top Faction with countless members, not a lone wanderer who had only himself to worry about.
That meant they had to consider the gains and losses.
They could make an enemy of the Guangming Society today.
Tomorrow, for the sake of profit, they could cooperate with the Guangming Society despite their grudge.
Just like those "Old Citizens."
They had fought and loved each other for over a thousand years, yet during the Fishbone Temple incident, they had still chosen to form a temporary alliance against the old monsters of the Nether Era.
Cooperating with a faction like that.
Unless Jiang Qiao had already become a demigod.
Otherwise, the risks were considerable.
Besides.
The other party truly had nothing that interested him.
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