Compared to tangible strength, things like intelligence and information seemed far less important.
But in truth, to a certain extent, intelligence and information were even more important than tangible strength.
As long as one possessed enough intelligence, even when facing some world-destroying powerhouse, one could win without fighting.
If that Venerable Feng came rushing over, Wu Yan would only need to tell him of Yao Chen's current circumstances. He would have to apologize to Wu Yan and owe him a favor.
Though that might affect the growth trajectory of that savior, Wu Yan could not care less.
Besides, it was only a hypothetical. By the time Venerable Feng learned of Han Feng's death, who knew how long it would be?
"Have you finished dividing it up?"
After returning to Demon Flame Valley, Wu Yan found them gathered in Demon Flame Valley's treasury.
"Clan Leader, it has already been allocated. Misty Cloud Sect and the Serpent-Human Tribe each received ten percent."
"Mm. There are still some things left in Earth Fiend Old Ghost's personal treasury over there."
Wu Yan nodded, approving of Teng Shan's handling of the matter.
Although he had done all the fighting this time, he would still need their help in the future. Giving them ten percent was not unacceptable.
When you were not strong enough, keeping everything for yourself was the greatest taboo.
Politics was simple: make your enemies fewer and your friends more numerous.
Though there was no eternal friendship, there were eternal interests.
One had to learn to share, giving part of the benefits to others so that everyone would gather around you.
Then, according to the rotations arranged in advance, the Serpent-Human Tribe's Great Elder and Hai Bodong remained behind to guard the place.
Actually, Medusa Queen should have been the Serpent-Human Tribe's