A flicker of hope flashed through Fu Qing's eyes. Things had already reached this point—no matter how foolish he was, he could tell that Ye Xiu wanted him to gather people and build up momentum.
But when he thought of the forces behind those disciples from the great sects, Fu Qing could only shake his head helplessly.
"Senior Brother, give it up. Joining together the strength of all the independent cultivators sounds powerful, but it simply can't be done."
"People's hearts are impossible to control. I used to think it was only a little difficulty, that we merely had to endure it. But once someone takes the lead, these independent cultivators collapse faster than sand through an hourglass."
Fu Qing felt that he had more or less guessed Ye Xiu's origins.
Judging by the other man's strength, he was clearly among the very top tier of outer sect disciples.
Yet there were no fellow disciples following him around. Recalling the widely discussed news from Tianhe Domain some time ago about a certain major righteous sect splitting apart, Fu Qing became certain that this man had to be the disciple of some big shot who had recently joined the Yin Harmony Sect.
The Advancement Tournament came with the resource support of the entire sect. This was the shared understanding of every faction within the sect.
The other man had come to recruit him likely because he had no subordinates, so he had set his sights on the independent cultivators.
After all, no matter how strong one person was, without reaching Foundation Establishment, they could not face everyone alone.
With a sigh, Fu Qing said to Ye Xiu, "Senior Brother, if you truly want to rank near the top in the Advancement Tournament, you should temporarily join a major sect and enter