At Jianshan Mountain in Central Province, inside a branch headquarters belonging to the Demon Alliance, several rogue cultivator experts under Whitebrow Ancestor had gathered. They, too, intended to defect to the Righteous Path and seize the opportunity to join the Cloud Summit Alliance, and were discussing what they had recently seen and heard, along with the instructions conveyed by the mighty figure behind them.
As Fang Qianyuan had said, Whitebrow Ancestor did indeed intend to use this defection to probe the Cloud Summit Alliance's bottom line and find himself a good patron.
He had already realized that the Demon Alliance was no longer reliable. It was time to change camps and join the great expeditionary undertaking now blazing like a raging fire.
But he had previously belonged to the enemy camp. Although he had never directly opposed those of the Righteous Path, they might still regard him with hostility, or even treat him as a pawn thrown out to test the waters, dispatching him again and again to unfamiliar otherworlds and squandering his life for nothing.
Only by holding out for the right price and finding a new patron capable of sheltering him could he rest easy.
Whitebrow Ancestor was a wise man. He had cleverly exploited the rival factions standing like so many mountain peaks within the Cloud Summit Alliance, seeking the favor of one of them rather than rushing headlong to pledge allegiance.
"The Ancestor's preferred choice is still His Excellency the Night King of the Mian Mountain Sacred Palace. After all, His Excellency came from the Demon Alliance just as we did, and he, too, rose from the grassroots."
"More importantly, compared with the other powers in the Cloud Summit Alliance, the Mian Mountain Sacred Palace has far shallower reserves. Gaining a Heaven-Tier Powerhouse would be like