After giving Yu Chi Mo and the others three days to think it over, Ling Tian led his people back and sent some of them to keep a distant watch on the movements of Yellow Realm, Southern Heaven, and the other realms. Then they headed up the cliff.
"Brother Ling, why give them three days to think it over?" Blood Wolf asked, his tone tinged with worry. "If their experts return during that time and join forces to attack us..."
"Their experts must have ventured deep into this realm. They won't be back for at least ten years." Ming Ye waved a hand, then changed his tone. "And so what if they do return? I imagine Junior Brother would be more than happy to see them come back. With our Arrow Formation and grand formation, we might even be able to kill them."
"Brother Ming is right." Mo Yu nodded and gave a strange laugh. "Even if we can't do anything to them, we won't suffer any losses. I doubt they'll dare act rashly. Don't forget, we still have ten hostages from each realm in our hands."
"If all else fails, we can leave through the Teleportation Formation. We'll be fine," Qiong Lie said. Then he remembered something and furrowed his brow. "Brother Ling, are we really going to let them join us?"
"No." Ling Tian shook his head decisively. Seeing the puzzled looks on Ming Ye and the others' faces, he gave a soft laugh. "We don't need allies who are all secretly plotting against one another. No one can guarantee they won't stab us in the back at a critical moment, so we absolutely won't form an alliance with them."
"Oh, that's true." Kuang Ao nodded, then changed the subject. "What if they don't trade supplies and instead