Li Miaoxuan said, "The most important thing when fighting the Ancient Realm inhabitants is knowing how far to go. After all, this man is connected to the Demon Lord. If we push him too hard, he might truly fight until the fish dies and the net breaks!"
"Don't worry, I understand. This great cultivator from the Ancient Realm should be far stronger than Wei Zhao. Naturally, I won't underestimate him."
Gu Yuanqing paused, then continued, "Ultimately, our previous battle was merely a test of each other. Wei Wuji is keeping silent now because he's weighing my strength. If I stop now, he'll only think this is all I amount to, and he'll surely come storming back another day. Only when he sees clearly that pressing on will cost him far more than he gains will he truly restrain himself."
Li Miaoxuan said softly, "So you're going to continue?"
"Of course," Gu Yuanqing said. "I'll avoid the imperial city and take his outlying territories first. If he wants to weigh his options, I'll give him time to do so. If he wants to test me, I'll let him see a little more clearly. Once he understands that continuing this conflict will only damage his foundations, he'll naturally sit down to talk."
Li Miaoxuan nodded slightly and said nothing more.
She, too, felt Gu Yuanqing was right. In the end, cultivators had to let their strength speak for them.
Without enough strength, so-called peace merely meant living at another's mercy.
Only after displaying the strength one ought to possess did one qualify to sit at the negotiating table.
The Primordial Divine Sect and the Ancient Realm had pressured them repeatedly because, ultimately, they considered themselves great cultivators and Divine Path powerhouses, and thought nothing of the Qian Yuan Realm or a demigod