Sikong Jing's ultimate goal had never been any of the things the Golden Tiger Emperor spoke of.
What he wanted was the companionship of family and friends, the pinnacle of martial arts, and to repay the kindness of the beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison.
He looked at the Golden Tiger Emperor...
"My Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce does business. Do you think we have any interest in conquering the Central Plains?"
"And if we hadn't been forced into a fight with no other way out, would a sect that does business come forward to be the first bird out of the flock?"
After speaking of his aspirations, Sikong Jing briefly explained the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's situation as well.
The Golden Tiger Emperor's entire body shuddered violently at those words, but he did not reply at once. Standing where he was, his expression shifted again and again.
In the end, he nodded lightly and slowly floated into the air. From midair, he said solemnly, "I still need to think it through. I also want to see whether you can save the Ancient Sacred Peak. I'll take my leave for now."
With that, the Golden Tiger Emperor departed directly...
Sikong Jing, meanwhile, gave a slight cupped-fist salute in his direction. Then, without another word, he ordered them to continue north.
Sikong Jing was not the least bit surprised by the Golden Tiger Emperor's appearance.
As long as he showed himself, more experts like him would soon come looking for him, seeking a direction in which to make their choice.
And when that time came, Sikong Jing would give them the same answer.
Of course, he wanted some of the top powers' experts to follow the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce into battle against the Thousand Kings Holy