"What does my master mean?" In the courtyard, Ye Jingcheng took a sip of Heaven-Tempered Cloud Tea, felt the true essence in his body condense a little further, and asked.
He could not say he had any great fondness for the two Divine Lords of the Wang Family and Zhao Family, but his feelings were not too bad either.
After all, when he became Divine Lord Zhengyuan's disciple, both of them had given him quite decent treasures out of respect for Divine Lord Zhengyuan.
But if they stood opposed to Golden Light Temple and applied pressure, that would not be a wise move for the current Ye Family.
Slowly plotting the Eastern Sea was the Ye Family's most central goal at present.
Otherwise, the Ye Family might very well fall into a great pit.
They had never forgotten that the Mu Family was the Ye Family's greatest enemy in the mortal world.
There might even be more than just one Mu Family in the mortal world.
"Father, although Ancestor Zhengyuan was implicit, he should mean for us not to participate," Ye Qingnian replied.
Though this was merely a simple act of applying pressure, if one thought carefully about it, the implications were not small, and it might even expose the Ye Family's true strength.
There was truly no need to haggle over a moment's profit.
Moreover, most importantly, both Ye Jingcheng and the Jade Qilin Dragon actually had rather serious injuries. If they fought a series of small battles, it might affect their own foundations.
After all, Divine Lord Yuan had already been the family head for so many years.
"Everything else is very individual, but there is one point that needs to be changed. The Nascent Souls that Medicine Tribute submits need to include additional high-year spirit-medicine Nascent Souls!"