No cultivator would ever complain about having too many resources.
What the Su Household had promised the Lei Clan was for the clan, not for the Lei Clan Foundation Establishment cultivator standing before them.
He rubbed his chin, pondered briefly, then smiled. "We can discuss this after the Zhou Household's Foundation Establishment cultivator is dead."
If the Su and Zhou Foundation Establishment cultivators killed each other, would he really have nothing better to do than attack the Zhou Household's Grand Formation alone?
"As you wish, Senior Lei. We shall discuss it afterward. As for what this junior mentioned earlier..."
"Agreed," the Lei Clan Foundation Establishment cultivator said coolly.
With the Lei Clan Foundation Establishment cultivator joining the fight, he believed the Su Household had a seventy to eighty percent chance of victory.
Why not ninety or a hundred percent? Because they did not know the Zhou Household's hidden cards. Until the very last moment, they could not afford to grow careless.
He believed the Zhou Household felt the same.
The Su Household Head gathered everyone and delivered a rousing speech. When he announced that a Foundation Establishment senior would come to assist them, their eyes instantly lit up, as though they had glimpsed hope.
"In half an hour, we will launch the decisive battle. The Su Household will prevail!"
"We will prevail!"
"We will prevail!"
"We will prevail!"
Their cries tore silk and pierced the heavens.
Half an hour later.
The Su Household's people emerged from the Grand Formation, battle intent blazing in their eyes.
A strange gleam flashed through Xu Mingwei's eyes. He murmured, "Their expressions have changed. Have reinforcements arrived?"
He slapped his Storage Pouch, and a token bearing the character for "Lei" on its face instantly appeared in his hand.
"The Lei Clan?"
After a glance, he