Fang Yun shook his head lightly. That was indeed the truth. Even the Sages could not be so rational that they paid no heed to sunk costs.
Ao Shan said, "So they were wiped out again. This time, though, the Demon Emperor didn't go. Now all the major factions are laughing at them. The Sages' incarnations that came weren't ordinary clones formed from a drop of blood. Most were bodies they had cultivated for years, and losing them was a tremendous blow. The next incarnations the Demon Barbarian Sages send will be much weaker. They might not even be able to defeat the Demon Emperor. Besides, all their treasures were left in the Hall of Doom, so they have even less power at their disposal. For you, this is a blessing as great as the heavens."
"That is good news indeed." Fang Yun gazed ahead, his thoughts unreadable.
Ao Shan gave a light cough and said, "His Majesty Ao Ku said that once you've finished resting, please enter the Crime Sea in the Dragon Prison."
"To soothe certain Dragon Sages' resentment?" Fang Yun asked in return.
Ao Shan smiled sheepishly and said nothing.
The nearby Water Race guards all looked curiously at Fang Yun. He was far too bold, daring to keep the Dragon-Suppressing Platform entirely for himself and provoking the fury of the Dragon Race's Sages. But he was, after all, the Literary Star Dragon Noble and a Void Sage of the Human Race. Dragon City was unwilling to offend the Human Race just as it had reemerged.
"Is there any news of the Human Race's Half-Sages?" Fang Yun asked.
Ao Shan thought for a moment and said, "There actually is. I heard that the incarnation of a Half-Sage called Saint Zong clashed with the Demon Barbarians' Half-Sage incarnations.