"What do you mean by that, Junior Brother?"
Zhunti's words left Jieyin stunned. At first, he did not understand, but he soon grasped what his junior brother meant. After pondering for a moment, he showed a hesitant expression.
"Junior Brother, the Human Chan Jie Three Sects are, after all, the Orthodox Xuanmen. Our Western Sect is merely a heterodox sect. Although we gained quite a lot during the rise of the Human Race Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, our foundations are still lacking. Though the Three Pure Ones and the others established their own sects and each had their own plans, they ultimately came from the same source and had not completely broken apart. I fear we cannot stand against them."
Jieyin's expression was solemn, and his face bore its usual bitter look. Everything he said was true, and Zhunti knew it well. However, the latter was unusually resolute, as if he had already made a decision.
"You're right, Senior Brother. But to be honest with you, I've had some ideas these past few years."
"Oh? Then please tell me, Junior Brother."
At that moment, the two of them were in the Spirit Mountain Dao Field of the Western Sect. When Jieyin asked, Zhunti did not answer at once. Instead, he waved his hand and set up a formation barrier in the main hall. Then he formed the Magic Arts and used tremendous power to conceal the Heavenly Secrets.
Seeing Zhunti's actions, Jieyin grew even more serious. He had already realized that what his junior brother was about to say was no small matter. It concerned a Saint and his sect, so they had to be cautious.
"Senior Brother, most of the Xuanmen's fortune lies with the Human Chan Jie Three Sects, while our Western Sect has gained very little.