Seeing that the door to the room was open, Ye Qiubai walked into the room.
During this time, two young men passed by.
The young man, his face grim, said, "Let's fight again next time!"
Ye Qiubai didn't even glance at them, completely ignoring the two young men, and walked into the room, closing the door behind him.
For him...
There's no need to fight a defeated opponent again.
Because it's meaningless!
After all, for Ye Qiubai, the only options were to suppress him from the very beginning, then catch up and, through diligent training, defeat him.
Either he could never beat Ye Qiubai from beginning to end!
Knowing full well that the other person cannot surpass him, why waste time accepting the challenge?
It is precisely this disregard.
This enraged the two young men!
They couldn't stand being looked down upon like this in the Low-Latitude Realm!
Their resources and power are far inferior to theirs!
And he defeated him even when he was a whole realm lower!
For various reasons, they also began to doubt their own Daoist convictions...
And at this moment.
Inside the house.
An elderly man with no hair is sitting at a round table drinking wine.
Ye Qiubai walked in, cupped his hands, and said, " Qiubai greets Senior."
The old man nodded slightly and, without any beating around the bush, went straight to the point. "Your Low-Latitude Realm only sent a little kid like you here to negotiate?"
Ye Qiubai smiled without saying a word.
Not hearing a reply from Ye Qiubai, the old man put down his wine cup, smiled, looked up, and pointed at Ye Qiubai with his withered, wooden finger, saying, "It seems you're not here to negotiate."
Obviously.
The old man had already begun to guess Ye Qiubai's intentions.
Ye Qiubai was not surprised.
Among those at this level of strength, which one is a fool?
"Senior, I have not come here today to negotiate."
"If you're not here to negotiate, then go back."
The old man smiled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Don't try to use any persuasive tricks on me; they won't work."
Ye Qiubai did not leave, but instead asked directly, "Senior, are you, or the Wuxu City behind you, truly satisfied with the outcome this time?"
The old man, who was about to raise his wine cup to drink, suddenly paused upon hearing these words.
"A scheme to sow discord? Kid, I must say, you've got guts."
Ye Qiubai smiled, not surprised that the other party had guessed his plan.
on the contrary.
If the other party still can't guess after all this has been said...
That only proves that this old man is all brawn and no brains.
Ye Qiubai sat down at the round table, picked up the wine pot, and poured himself a cup.
The old man didn't pay any attention. After taking a sip, he said, "This wine is very strong. If you don't use your Spiritual Qi to neutralize its effects, you might pass out after just one cup."
Ye Qiubai smiled, took a sip, and said, "Wouldn't it be too boring to have to use Spiritual Qi to neutralize alcohol?"
The old man nodded. "That makes sense."
"However..." Ye Qiubai's face remained completely pale as he smiled and said, "Senior, this wine isn't very good."
"Oh?" The old man raised his head with interest and said, "You've drunk stronger liquor than this?"
"I've had it."
What's your name?
"Liquor."
Liquor?
The old man was taken aback.
He was a natural lover of wine, always carrying a glass of it and tasting countless bottles.
The old man asked himself, "I've tasted every kind of wine in the Mid-Latitude Realm."
However, this was the first time he had ever heard of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
"Even stronger than this liquor?"
"It's dozens of times more intense."
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "It was brewed by my master himself."
The old man smiled and raised his glass, "I must try it sometime."
"Let's have a good drink with your master!"
Ye Qiubai chuckled inwardly.
Want to have a good drink with Master?
They recalled the time when they, the disciples, drank with their master at the Cottage.
They were all already unconscious.
Only Master remained conscious.
Once this old man leaves, he probably won't even be able to leave the Cottage cottage!
The two drank and chatted.
Ye Qiubai also learned a lot about the Mid-Latitude Realm.
For example.
In the Mid-Latitude Realm.
There are no other forces within each realm.
Instead, each realm is controlled by a single power.
This is very different from the power structure here.
After all, in low-latitude regions, there are usually dozens or even hundreds of forces of varying sizes.
At this moment.
The old man said, "Young man, I like your personality very much."
"However, this is not a reason for you to convince this old man, so let's go."
"I will pretend you've never been here."
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "Senior, how about you listen to me for a few more minutes?"
"Speak, I want to see how you can convince me now."
Ye Qiubai put down his wine glass and asked, "Seniors, what are your views on the Low-Latitude Realm?"
The old man was about to say something when Ye Qiubai interrupted him, saying, " The Spiritual Qi is scarce, and the cultivation civilization is backward."
"In places like this, the hidden treasures that can be discovered are very few."
After all, the amount of Spiritual Qi directly affects the birth of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as the strength of the secret realm.
The old man remained silent.
Seeing this, Ye Qiubai continued, "Since that's the case, the pie is only so big, and it's impossible for the seven major powers to divide it equally, right?"
"To say something that might offend you, senior, among these seven forces, your Wuxu City can be considered one of the weakest, right?"
The old man did not refute.
After all, what Ye Qiubai said was true.
"Therefore, the weakest force will definitely get the smallest share of the pie."
"And the cake is only so big in total, so how much will you all get in the end?"
Hearing this, the old man sneered and said, "Even if what you say is true, we are very dissatisfied, but what can we do?"
"I know what you mean, little one. You just want to stir up trouble among our seven major powers and cause internal strife."
"To be honest, your words have convinced me most of the way, but there's one crucial factor that makes it impossible for me to fall for your divisive tactics."
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "I know what you're worried about, senior. It's nothing more than the fact that sowing discord is useless, since the other side's power is much stronger than ours, isn't it?"
"Since you already know, then don't waste your breath."
To be honest, I was told by a junior that we are weaker than other forces.
This feeling is quite frustrating.
"What if I were to be able to persuade Heavenly Sword Peak?"
The old man's cloudy, seemingly confused eyes suddenly widened, a divine light flashing across them!
"Are you serious?"
Heavenly Sword Peak is one of the strongest forces among the seven major powers!
Their power is no less than that of He Wuwei!
Moreover, in terms of strength, even He Wuwei here is probably no match for the people of Heavenly Sword Peak!