"My lord, the Three Great Halls have equal chances," Chu Wu said.
Chu Wu's rebuttal did not displease Chen Xiangrong. He continued, "Do you think Lou Feishang has a chance?"
Hearing this, Chu Wu lowered his head.
"See, you know Lou Feishang has no chance. And not just him. As things stand, Chao Jue of the Heavenly Demon Hall has no chance either. Of those three, Pang Yi is unquestionably far ahead in strength," Chen Xiangrong said. "Our Ten Thousand Demons Hall serves as the Demon Hall's eyes and ears. Especially with the Thousand-Year Period approaching, our greatest task should be to lay our plans and plant informants early, so that nothing goes wrong when the new Hall Master succeeds to the position and sweeps across the world."
Inwardly, Chu Wu actually agreed with Chen Xiangrong. This was the duty of their Ten Thousand Demons Hall. But surely they still had to contend for the position of Hall Master. If the new Hall Master came from their Ten Thousand Demons Hall, its standing would be different. He could not resign himself to simply giving up. If even he felt this way, the Hall Master certainly would be even less willing to give up.
Over these years, the God-Burying Hall had suppressed them until they could barely breathe. Even joining forces with the Heavenly Demon Hall, they were showing signs of being outmatched.
"I truly look forward to that day," Chu Wu said.
Chen Xiangrong naturally knew what Chu Wu meant: the emergence of the new Hall Master.
In his view, whichever hall the new Hall Master came from, he would be the Demon Hall's Hall Master, whom all Three Great Halls would jointly support. Their energy should therefore not be spent on competing against one another now. Instead, they should