Ancestor Yan Tian swept a calm glance over Dao Sage Luo Yang and the others.
"I know you're reluctant to part with those twenty-five High-Grade Saint Veins."
"But it's still necessary."
Dao Sage Luo Yang froze. "Ancestor, why?"
Ancestor Yan Tian said evenly, "It's simple. After this, the Setting Sun Divine Palace has a real chance to unite the entire Western Wastes."
"To do that, the Setting Sun Divine Palace needs loyal followers we can count on."
"Besides you, there are thirty-nine Dao Sages trapped in Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley. Once we trade High-Grade Saint Veins to get them back, they'll naturally become our loyal followers too."
"And twenty-five High-Grade Saint Veins... the moment Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley takes them, they'll become the root of its troubles!"
"Don't forget, some Southern Border factions stepped forward to support Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley. Will they stand by and watch it swallow twenty-five High-Grade Saint Veins whole?"
"Of course not!"
"Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley will have to share them to keep the peace. But with only twenty-five High-Grade Saint Veins, there won't be enough to go around, no matter how they divide them."
"As the saying goes, people don't resent having little; they resent an unfair share... and that will set the Southern Border in turmoil."
"Once the Setting Sun Divine Palace sweeps across the Western Wastes, won't we be perfectly placed to sit back and reap the spoils? If we take the Southern Border, are you still worried we won't recover those twenty-five High-Grade Saint Veins?"
"By then, we may bring back not twenty-five, but thirty, fifty, or even more..."
"Just think how powerful the Setting Sun Divine Palace will be!"
Perhaps fooling that band of idiots had given Ancestor Yan Tian far too much confidence. He seemed