With the wager already in place and the Great Saint of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land agreeing as well, nothing could stop the alliance between the Chaos Holy Land and the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land.
Like Zhao Wuji, Xiao Yun enjoyed the treatment of a Holy Son within the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land.
This benefit was enormous, because he was effectively drawing two salaries now.
On the Chaos Holy Land's side, Xiao Yun was a Quasi-Divine Son and could mobilize many of the Chaos Holy Land's cultivation resources.
On the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land's side, he was a Holy Son and could likewise receive support from many of its cultivation resources.
With the two great sacred lands jointly nurturing them, he and Zhao Wuji basically no longer lacked cultivation resources. All they needed to do next was cultivate diligently and grow stronger.
Overall, both sides were quite satisfied with this alliance between the two great sacred lands.
There was no need to mention the Chaos Holy Land. Forming an alliance with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, now ranked second, naturally brought tremendous benefits.
As for the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, although they had suffered some humiliation and lost face this time, the powerful talent Xiao Yun had displayed also moved them. They believed Xiao Yun had a strong chance of attaining the Dao and becoming a Great Emperor, so allying with the Chaos Holy Land now was undoubtedly a way to befriend Xiao Yun in advance.
In short, no matter whether Xiao Yun or Zhao Wuji attained the Dao and became a Great Emperor in the future, their Desolate Ancient Sacred Land would be able to stand undefeated. Why not do it?
That night, after a pleasant banquet, Xiao Yun brought the Half-Step Chaos Body back to his residence.
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