Ao Hong's proposal had taken Wang Ping by surprise, yet it also made perfect sense.
What surprised him was that Wang Ping had not considered Ao Hong an aggressive man. Though he acted impulsively and brainlessly, he had no reason to be this radical. Yet it made sense because the Yuqing Sect was an excellent target.
After Ao Hong finished laying out his thoughts, Wang Ping raised his wine cup and drank, concealing the shift in his gaze. Having seen too many schemes in the cultivation world, he found it hard to believe that Ao Hong would lay his innermost thoughts out so bluntly.
Take Zi Luan, for instance. Until the day he vanished, Wang Ping had never understood Zi Luan's true thoughts—not even now.
And Wang Ping himself, for another example, had in fact been planning something against the Yuqing Sect as well.
This was not arrogance, but the result of weighing the gains and losses. He currently had the True Sun Sect as an ally, held the position of Second Seat of the Dao Palace, and had the orders of the True Lords to wear like a tiger's hide. Using the Yuqing Sect as a breakthrough point, then completing the tasks assigned by the True Lords, should not be difficult.
Moreover, he needed to scheme over this matter in order to fuse the 'Sky-Veiling Talisman.' He believed that if he could plan this matter properly, the talisman's fusion progress would surge by a great deal.
Yet even so, Wang Ping would never speak his inner thoughts aloud.
Seeing that Wang Ping still had not voiced a stance, Ao Hong picked up a black stone and lowered his head to study the board. "Of course, we'll only do what falls within our duties. Even if the Yuqing Sect truly