Ling Qing pondered for a moment, then smiled. "What is it you desire, fellow Daoist? I now understand it clearly enough.
"But you should also know that even if you seize the existence of numerous professionals and use them as targets to plunder the power of existence from other worlds, truly forging this world open will still take no one knows how long.
"Besides, with me here, I fear your wishes will be difficult to fulfill.
"How about this? I have a wager here. Would you be willing to take it?"
"What wager?" Aio's gaze flickered as he asked.
Cultivators could have the martial artist's fury that shot to the crown, or the sword cultivator's relentless forward charge.
But most knew how to seek progress amid change.
Like the turning of yin and yang: when yang flourished and yin waned, it took on a yang aspect; when yin flourished and yang waned, it followed the current and took on a yin aspect.
Clearly, Aio was not someone ruled by emotion.
He could rationally seek out the path that best served his interests—or rather, the path that allowed him to advance.
What Ling Qing said made sense. Moreover, he had already become an immovable stumbling block in Aio's plans. Thus, Aio had to go around him, perhaps even turn a disadvantage into an advantage.
So, regardless of what Ling Qing's wager was, only by hearing it first could he understand Ling Qing's intentions and formulate an appropriate response.
"Whether it is you and me or all the professionals, the reason we have gathered here is to advance further ourselves."
Seeing that he had not agreed but was already tempted by three parts, Ling Qing felt reassured.
He flicked his whisk and said, "Then let us use this crystal-wall world as the