Yue Xiaofei sucked in a breath.
Even the Eight Great Clans were small fry compared to them?
Just how powerful were these hidden sects?
"But if war really broke out, the Eight Great Clans could mobilize the state machinery with a single command. Planes, artillery, tanks, missiles-even the strongest hidden sect would be razed to the ground," Yue Changlong added.
"Then... if we ask them for medicine, will they give it to us?"
Yue Xiaofei was worried.
From his father's description, these hidden sects were all arrogant as hell. They certainly weren't easy to deal with.
There were only the two of them, father and son. Showing up unannounced to ask for a sect's most prized treasure was practically robbery, wasn't it?
They would be lucky if they weren't beaten and thrown out.
"Ask?"
Yue Changlong laughed at that.
"Members of the Yue Family never beg anyone!"
"Besides, we aren't going to 'ask' for anything. We're going to... collect debts!"
"Collect debts?" Yue Xiaofei froze.
"That's right."
A trace of a ruler's pride flashed in Yue Changlong's eyes.
"Back before the Yue Family fell into decline, we did quite a few favors for these so-called hidden sects."
"An ancestor of the Yue Family saved the previous Witch King of the Golden Palace of the Sorcerer Sect."
"When the Abbot of the Great Thunderclap Monastery suffered cultivation deviation, your grandfather gave him a [Qingxin Pill]. That was the only reason he didn't explode and die."
"As for those shamans on Changbai Mountain, they owe the Yue Family an enormous favor."
"All these years, while the Yue Family suffered, every last one of them hid like a coward and pretended not to hear or see a thing. I haven't even settled that score with them yet."
"Now it's time they repaid every