Seeing this, Su Xin could no longer hold back. With a wave of the flag in his hand, the gathered powerhouses surged in.
But strangely, whenever they declared themselves to be under Elder Ye, these people would offer them the best territories.
"So you're Elder Ye's people. Fellow Daoist Su, this city is yours."
"That mountain range is yours as well. My Elder Wang has admired Elder Ye for a long time. If there's a chance, please put in a word with Elder Ye for us."
"That's right. Look, this lake is yours too."
Watching territory after territory being handed over to them on a silver platter, Su Xin and the others, who had been ready for a grand fight, were utterly dumbfounded.
They looked at one another, and in the end, could only fall silent.
"Fellow Daoist Su, what do we do?"
A powerhouse standing beside Su Xin asked in a low voice.
There was no such thing as a free meal in this world—they all understood that. With this group being so enthusiastic now, their motives were likely far from pure.
"Damn it, take it all! What are we afraid of? Afterwards, I'll report it to Elder Ye. They're the ones giving it to us—if we refuse, wouldn't that chill their hearts?"
In the end, Su Xin gritted his teeth and shouted.
Facing the leaders of the surrounding minor factions, Su Xin raised his voice once more.
"If you don't take it, if you don't take it, how am I supposed to take it? If I don't take it, if I don't take it, how is Elder Ye supposed to take it?"
"They've offered it, so we'll take it."
Hearing this, the powerhouses all revealed sinister smiles.
If they handled this properly, they would recover their investment in