By the time the meeting at Lingxiao Courtyard ended, night had fallen.
Wei Tianxiong did not leave. He sat in his seat, his expression shifting between light and dark.
When only the two of them remained in the courtyard, Li Qingqiu finally turned to him and asked, "What did you want to say?"
Wei Tianxiong looked at him. "The Qingxiao Sect is no match for Ziyang Island right now. You're strong, certainly, but your cultivation is still only at the Spiritual Sense Realm."
Li Qingqiu chuckled. "I never said I wanted to go to war with Ziyang Island. I'm just taking precautions."
"I can help you."
"What, you think we can defeat Ziyang Island with you on our side?"
Li Qingqiu looked at Wei Tianxiong with a faint, knowing smile.
He had already heard it in Wei Tianxiong's voice: the man had a grudge against Ziyang Island.
Wei Tianxiong drew a deep breath. "To defeat Ziyang Island—or even annex it—we can only rely on growing the sect. I can help you develop the sect. I also know where in the Tianming Sea undiscovered treasures and inheritances are hidden."
When he finished, he stared at Li Qingqiu, his eyes burning.
Though his life was in Li Qingqiu's hands, he could sense that Li Qingqiu respected him. Hope flickered in his eyes.
"What do you want in return?" Li Qingqiu asked outright.
Wei Tianxiong's loyalty had risen over the past three years. It seemed tonight he could finally win the man's heart completely.
"Revenge. After the Qingxiao Sect takes Ziyang Island's place, I hope you won't follow its example and bow to the Longevity Immortal Alliance in the Tianming Sea," Wei Tianxiong said earnestly.
"The Longevity Immortal Alliance? The overlord of the Tianming Sea that destroyed your Divine Origin Sect?"
"That's right.