"What do you two think?" Hu Kelie asked, looking at them.
"I am here alone! Whatever you decide!" Chenwu said.
"There aren't many of us fellow disciples from Small Buddha Temple either. Your Heavenly Evil Sect People, on the other hand, have quite a few," Yong Xing said.
"Bald Donkey Yong Xing, are you setting your sights on my Heavenly Evil Sect too?" Hu Kelie snapped.
Yong Xing invoked the Buddha's name, then said, "It's simple enough, really. Since we came here, we all want to contend for the Longevity Pill Manual. In that case, we must pay the corresponding price. If anyone refuses to pay, then..."
"Hahaha!" Hu Kelie laughed, glancing at Yong Xing. "Those words of yours do have the flavor of the Evil Dao and the Demonic Path, Master."
Yong Xing fingered his prayer beads and chanted scriptures, paying Hu Kelie no further heed.
"All right. I, Hu Kelie, will handle communications on our side," Hu Kelie told Sword God Yi and the other two.
Then Hu Kelie turned to face the crowd behind him. "Would the leaders please come over for a discussion?"
With his usual temperament, Hu Kelie would never have been so agreeable, much less used the word "please." He only did so because he still had to rely on these people. Only by sticking together could they barely give the three great powers some cause for apprehension, giving the three of them a chance to speak as equals.
Eight people stepped out of the crowd. They were the leaders of their respective forces.
Aside from Hu Kelie and his two companions, everyone else belonged to these eight forces.
Among the hundred-odd people, the Heavenly Evil Sect People were the largest contingent, with over a dozen remaining. The smaller groups had only a few