Accepting Orders

Purple Pole Palace had had a hard time of it these past years.

Their battle with the Righteous Qi Sect had cost them dearly.

And Purple Zenith Sacred Sovereign had been forced to admit that the Righteous Qi Sect's disciples were in his hands, causing Purple Pole Palace to lose immense face and even stripping them of the moral high ground.

The world ultimately needed order, and righteousness was the foundation of that order. Without it, many things could not be done, and the bitter fruit one had once eaten could only be swallowed with tears.

But that did not mean they had truly let go of their hatred—fine, I can't afford to provoke the Righteous Qi Sect, but do you think I can't afford to provoke your Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?

Thus, over the past two hundred-odd years, Purple Pole Palace and the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance had remained constantly at odds. Former friends had practically become enemies after Ning Ye settled in. Though no great war had broken out, whenever cultivators of the two factions crossed paths in private, violent clashes were common.

Yet in this matter, Purple Pole Palace was still the weaker side.

They had no choice but to be weak. Leaving the Sacred Sovereigns aside and judging solely by sect strength, the three sects without Sacred Sovereigns were actually stronger.

After all, they relied on sheer numbers.

Take the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, for example. It was an amalgamation of several hundred sects, with fifty or sixty Human Emperor Realm cultivators alone.

A Sacred Sovereign immortal sect, meanwhile, usually had only six or seven Human Emperors.

Of course, there were differences even among Human Emperors. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance's Human Emperors certainly could not match the quality of those from the Nine Great Sects,