"We need to think about what comes next." Tong Yan pushed the tableful of parts onto the floor and said softly, "Don't lose your temper."
Zhao Layue picked up the long chopsticks without expression and began eating hotpot.
Slices of lamb, lamb offal, chopped scallions, and cilantro rose and sank in the broth.
Before too long, after roughly four plates of lamb had gone into the pot, her mood finally settled somewhat.
Tong Yan began explaining the Galaxy Alliance's current situation to her.
With Mr. Dan's help now, his information was extremely accurate and complete.
The Galaxy Alliance currently had more than thirty Ascension Ones. Besides the famous figures recorded in the Chaotian Continent's cultivation history, there were many people like Mr. Dan.
Daoist cultivators who successfully ascended naturally had their own Daos and steadfast wills, and would naturally form different factions. The problem was that the ties between these factions were very close, leaving no visible opening to exploit. The main reason was that they had a leader-the Green Mountain Patriarch-and were now also facing powerful external pressure-Jing Jiu.
In another forty-seven days, Jing Jiu would awaken or die. Presumably, the Green Mountain Patriarch would pay even less attention to worldly affairs, and the highest echelon of all human civilization would become much more loosely bound, which would lead to problems.
The Monk of Joy had told Zhao Layue his plan. Presumably, he would also try to persuade more Ascension Ones, and he did indeed have the qualifications and ability to challenge the Green Mountain Patriarch.
"Chen Ya has a good relationship with the Monk of Joy, but because of the Pure Yang Patriarch, he probably won't go over to that side." Zhao Layue picked up a sprig of cilantro and put it into her mouth. "The most important