Jiang Yuechu had not failed to weigh the pros and cons.
Taking in the Elixir Cauldron Sect meant directly standing against the Pure Yang lineage.
This deal carried enormous risks.
But risks often came hand in hand with immense profits.
To the powers of the Eastern Region, the current Great Tang was no more than a toddling child.
It had neither foundation nor inheritance.
If it developed step by step, then by the time Great Tang could stand shoulder to shoulder with those colossal powers, the daylilies would have long since gone cold.
And if Great Tang wanted to carve out a bloody path through these troubled times, she could not rely on herself alone.
Several thousand alchemists.
That was enough to let Great Tang rapidly close the distance with those behemoths.
What Great Tang lacked now was precisely such a means of swiftly increasing its national strength.
As for whether it could hold on to them...
The corners of Jiang Yuechu's lips curled slightly, carrying a trace of chill.
Afraid of wolves before and tigers behind, one's cultivation would end there.
Since she had already offended so many, why fear adding one more Pure Yang lineage?
When debts piled high, there was no need to worry; when lice multiplied, there was no itch.
So long as Great Tang could grow stronger through this opportunity, what did it matter if the whole world became its enemy?
At those words.
Zhou Xuan's body shuddered violently.
This senior's current strength... though it was still inferior to Wang Canglan's.
Her methods were more than enough to deal with an Elixir Cauldron Sect...
"Rest assured, Senior!"
"My Elixir Cauldron Sect has suffered such a calamity that we have long seen through the warmth and coldness of human hearts. Since Senior is willing to grant