Hodan wasted no time. Aside from his Fate God Clone, which couldn't improve, all his other divine clones diligently cultivated.
This time, Hodan no longer held back the rate at which he extracted Sovereign's Might. His plans required a large amount, so he used all his strength to refine the four quadrillion Inkstones Huoxie had given him into Destruction Sovereign Power. It took him thirteen years; even extracting it at full speed was exhausting.
Then he handed Huoxie fifty drops of the refined Sovereign's Might and shamelessly pocketed the rest. When asked why he'd finished ahead of schedule, Hodan explained that it was because his strength had improved. When Huoxie sensed that Hodan's Fate God Clone had reached the peak of Asura, he was speechless. Had all those years of cultivation been for nothing? How had his junior brother become a peak Asura in less than a century?
Even the stories and plays in Hell wouldn't dare make up something like that, would they?
Huoxie shook his head and tossed the remaining two quadrillion Inkstones to Hodan. In his eyes, the Sovereign's Might refined from those was their profit. Since Hodan could extract it so quickly—and needed fewer Inkstones—of course he should be the one to do it.
Besides, forty drops of Sovereign's Might were already more than enough to fulfill the order. Any extra was pure profit. Now that Hodan had given him all the Sovereign's Might, Huoxie couldn't very well be stingy, so he told Hodan to keep whatever he extracted afterward. Huoxie rarely needed Sovereign's Might in battle anyway; he mostly exchanged it for drinking money, and one drop lasted him a good long while.
With Hodan able to keep producing Sovereign's Might from then on, Silvermoon would surely have no objections.
But Hodan didn't care about