"This is one hell of a gamble!"
Looking at the elite troops, fully equipped and ready to go, the Second Elder couldn't help taking a deep breath and sighing.
"It certainly is one hell of a gamble!"
The Third Elder's expression was grave. "But if this surprise attack succeeds, we won't just be able to wipe out a large number of the God of War Hall and Lingxiao Palace's fighting forces—we'll also greatly ease the pressure on our Immortal Alliance as we fight on two fronts, buying us hundreds, even thousands, of years of peace."
"That's true, but..."
The Fifth Elder sounded worried. "Long Aotian is famous for being unreasonable. What if he breaks through our protective mountain formation?"
"You haven't heard yet?"
The Fourth Elder immediately sidled over, smiling as he explained, "Long Aotian's Golden Dragon Spear has already been swiped by my disciple, Qin Feng. His strength has actually gone down instead of up! You know my disciple, right? Qin Feng, the number one on the Weapon Cultivation Talent Ranking. He refuses to properly cultivate his artifact-refining skills and spends every day learning all sorts of things instead: Sword Cultivator, Dao Cultivator, Buddhist cultivation, Confucian cultivation. It's so hard being his master. If I'd known, I never would've taken that little brat on..."
Though he claimed to regret taking Qin Feng as his disciple, the corners of his mouth were practically stretching to his ears!
"Uh..."
The other elders' eyes twitched. For some reason, they all felt an urge to punch him.
Ever since the Fourth Elder had heard that Qin Feng swiped Long Aotian's Golden Dragon Spear at Crimson Flame Dome Ridge, he'd immediately gone strolling around the Immortal Alliance more than a dozen times. Whenever he saw someone he knew, he'd go over and greet them,