The meeting was downright thunderous.
The proceedings were also rather absurd, enough to make one laugh and cry at the same time.
Take the first agenda item, for example. They spent a full five days on it and still failed to reach an agreement.
Then, before Li Su's dumbfounded eyes, on the sixth day, both sides simply abandoned that agenda item altogether. As though nothing had happened, they moved straight on to discussing the next item.
And from the second agenda item onward, there were practically no twists or turns at all.
Basically, once a proposal was put forward, both sides made a decision in less than a few seconds and agreed to it.
The entire process was remarkably swift. Before long, they had passed a full eight proposals in succession.
They included matters concerning their respective territories, the distribution of Evil Spirits, and so on.
The entire process took less than a morning, and the ceasefire agreement between the two races was essentially finalized. Though more detailed additions would follow, the broad direction had basically been set.
Only after watching the entire meeting did Li Su more or less understand why it had begun the way it had.
For negotiations to succeed, a certain degree of compromise and concession was inevitable.
And clearly, whether compromise or concession, both were basically unacceptable to cultivators.
After all, their very essence was to defy Heaven and change fate; their core was transcendence and unfettered freedom.
It was more or less a case of a spit being a nail—once words were spoken, they had to be carried through completely. There was no such thing as ambiguity.
Therefore, as long as it involved an area where they absolutely could not compromise or yield, that meant there was not the slightest possibility of it happening.