"Do you know why Eight Suns, after becoming invincible ten thousand years ago, never went to the Ten Thousand Cities Alliance?"
Shui Linglong turned to Ye Lin and asked.
"Hmm? Could it be... fortune?"
Void, seated beside Ye Lin, pondered for a moment before answering tentatively.
"Correct. It is precisely because of fortune. The great era is descending, fortune is taking tangible form, and the myriad races of the Starry Sky have all begun preparing to fight for it."
"After all, every supreme powerhouse in history was born gathering fortune and rose to the pinnacle by gathering fortune."
"That is why Eight Suns did all this—for the fortune of the Thousand Cities Alliance."
"And I, along with several people behind me, intend to steal the Thousand Cities Alliance's fortune this time."
"And the best way to steal fortune is to kill Eight Suns and inherit the fortune upon them. By doing so, we can spread our influence across the entire Thousand Cities Alliance and steal the fortune of the whole alliance."
"We have prepared for this moment for ten thousand years. Our original partner was Jian Unrivaled, but we never expected him to lose to you. That is why we came to discuss this with you instead."
"Any one of the Eight Suns, picked at random, carries far more fortune than the so-called Hundred Cities Alliance."
Shui Linglong stared at Ye Lin, enunciating every word.
When those words were spoken, everyone around them was stunned.
Good heavens. This woman looked harmless enough, yet the moment she opened her mouth, she dropped a king bomb.
Even now, they had only hoped that Ye Lin could defeat one of the Eight Suns and, while he was at it, gather the remaining fortune of Sacred King City.
Who would have thought that this