In the future, only three forces would be able to compete for the Ginseng Fruit. Chi Xue and the others were the weakest of the three. When the time came, they wouldn't get many fruits, and they'd also face the danger of losing their companions. At the thought of this, everyone's expressions grew solemn. Even if they faced casualties, they could only steel themselves and fight, because many members of their alliance were running low on life force. Only the Ginseng Fruit could solve that problem.
Faced with this problem, Ci Ling and the others suggested fusing with even more powerful Ancient Divine Beasts. Though danger would remain, their ability to stay alive would improve somewhat.
After a moment's thought, Chi Xue shook his head. "If we fuse with more powerful Ancient Divine Beasts now, our cultivation will stagnate again. It'll take a hundred thousand years, or even several hundred thousand, to improve. That means we won't be able to ally with the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators for that long, or even longer. By then, Ling Tian and the others will probably have made another breakthrough. Even if we ally with the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators then, we won't pose much of a threat to Ling Tian and his group. So we can't do that now, unless we're confident we can break through to Quasi-Saint Eighth Order High-grade."
Before anyone could speak, he continued, "Besides, the Ginseng Fruit could ripen and send out its fruits at any time. Fusing with an Ancient Divine Beast takes thousands, even tens of thousands, of years. We might miss our chance, so now isn't the time to fuse with one."
At Wen Yan's words, everyone fell silent. They knew Chi Xue was right. The longer they delayed, the worse things would be