There had been no turn for the better in this matter, and Xu Tong could only keep waiting helplessly for an opportunity.
Unfortunately, such opportunities were not always there.
As the start of the Journey to the West Calamity drew ever closer, Xu Tong could not help feeling a headache coming on.
However, just as the Journey to the West Calamity was about to begin, he finally thought of a solution.
Although he could not use his current public identity to influence the elders of the Dragon Tribe, there were other options.
He could use other means entirely!
Although this avatar of his could not be of any use, his other avatars could certainly accomplish such a thing!
The Dragon Tribe had received some information about the Journey to the West Calamity from the Heavenly Court.
However, they paid no attention to this news whatsoever.
As long as they kept their doors shut and stayed inside, nothing could possibly drag them into trouble.
At present, they cared only about Xu Tong's avatar. Everything else was of no concern to them.
That lasted until Golden Cicada arrived at the Dragon Palace as an emissary from Spirit Mountain.
"What? You want him to take part in this Great Calamity?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Ao Tong is the hope of our Dragon Tribe. We will never let him be put in danger!"
Upon hearing what Golden Cicada had to say, the Dragon Tribe elders bristled like startled cats.
Was he joking?
Did he think they did not understand how dangerous a Great Calamity was?
Their Dragon Tribe had personally lived through the very first Dragon and Phoenix Calamity.
Only now had they finally managed to catch their breath and find hope in Ao Tong.
Yet at a time like this, someone actually wanted them