The prodigies and powerhouses of the Second Region looked down on those from the Third Region and the remote lands from the bottom of their hearts. If they did not band together, they would have no way to survive once they entered the Second Region—they would be walking straight into death.
"There are as many prodigies in the entire Third Region as cattle and sheep, too numerous to count. Why...?"
Ye Lin said calmly, rubbing his fingers together.
There was strength in numbers. If they united every prodigy in the Third Region, would their strength not become even greater?
"They are not qualified. How can True Dragons travel in a pack with ants?"
"They would only be cannon fodder in the Second Region, with no chance of advancing any further."
"If they can survive in the Second Region, that alone proves they have some ability. There is no meaning in joining forces with them."
"Besides, a large group makes for a large target. We are forming an alliance merely to huddle together for warmth, not to attack the Second Region. What matters is not numbers, but excellence. More people would be meaningless."
The moment Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhang Wusheng beside him shook his head and refuted him.
The others also smiled and nodded at Ye Lin. Clearly, they shared the same view.
"Since you fellow Daoists have invited me so sincerely, Ye Lin has no reason to refuse."
Seeing this, Ye Lin readily agreed. The matter had already been laid out so plainly—how could he have any reason to refuse?
There was not the slightest reason to refuse.
"Good. Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, I wonder... can we trust you?"
"Once we form an alliance, we must be able to entrust our backs to one another."
The jade-faced scholar Wang