Wang Ping's casual expression turned solemn at Kai Yun's words. As he straightened his broad sleeve robe, he thought rapidly. Yulian, sprawled across the back of the official's chair, had her pair of golden vertical pupils fixed entirely on Kai Yun.
Seeing that Wang Ping did not answer at once, Ao Hong spoke up. "Is Vajra Temple not part of the Mystic Sect? West Continent has you and the Taiyin Sect. Between your two factions, you represent both the Mystic Sect and Heaven Sect. What need is there for us?"
Kai Yun met Ao Hong's gaze with a serious expression. "Vajra Temple has never claimed it could represent the Mystic Sect. Seventh Prince, best not make such jokes. The management of West Continent's divine artifacts will still depend on all of you."
He swept his gaze over Zhi Gong, Ao Hong, and Wang Ping before finally settling it on Wang Ping, waiting for his answer.
Wang Ping had long since made up his mind: he would absolutely not meddle in West Continent's affairs. But he wanted a share of West Continent's benefits as well—for instance, True Monarch Xiaoshan and his temples needed to be established there.
Thus, hearing Kai Yun's solemn reply, he deliberately put on a grave expression and pondered for over ten breaths before saying, "Whatever ideas you have, Fellow Daoist, feel free to state them directly. My Taiyan Sect will certainly offer our full support. After all, I have even sent my Personal Disciple to West Continent."
Kai Yun fell silent for two breaths upon hearing Wang Ping's answer, apparently dissatisfied with it. Only then did he respond, "West Continent also needs a structure like the Dao Palace. Every faction must send Disciples to maintain the balance of West Continent's spirituality."
Ao Hong said disdainfully, "What a