"By the way, once you've more or less finished studying your weapon, your strength will have reached its short-term peak."
"What do you have in mind for establishing a faction?" Purple Wood God King asked Yang Hao, who was about to leave.
"Establishing a faction..."
"Here's what I'm thinking. When the time is right, I'll reveal that I'm Flower Language Island's sole inheritor. That will give me a reason to take revenge on those ten nations."
"Then I'll pick whichever nation is weakest and seize its territory."
Of course, what Yang Hao left unsaid was that he wanted to wipe out all ten nations.
It might sound outrageous, but destroying those ten nations only meant eliminating their ruling classes. He just had to deal with their strongest fighters.
What came afterward would be much simpler by comparison.
Still, this plan was rather bold, and Yang Hao couldn't say it outright. Purple Wood God King would definitely be unhappy if he did.
That would be far too conspicuous, so he would reassure him for now.
"Your plan... could work in theory. It's just that those ten nations have a loose alliance, and they're on fairly good terms with one another."
"Defeating even the weakest of them won't be easy."
After all, even the weakest of those ten nations was a second-rate nation. Although it ranked at the very bottom of that tier, its strength was still respectable.
With a loose alliance backing it as well, wiping it out in one go would indeed be difficult.
"We can discuss that later. It's only a rough idea for now," Yang Hao said, offering no further explanation.
"Then we'll talk later. It's been far too long since I last fought. I finally got to fight a while ago, and now I'm itching for more.