"Was the opportunity to attain the Dao there or not? Wouldn't you know better than I do, Senior?"
Liu Mang merely looked at Ming He with a smile and said nothing more.
As he silently met Liu Mang's gaze, a trace of unease gradually appeared on Ming He's face.
Whenever Hou Tu entered meditation, he felt a faint stirring, as though some great opportunity awaited him.
But the price was that part of the Blood Sea would slip out of his control.
The Blood Sea was his foundation. How could Ming He willingly watch such a thing happen?
Besides, what if the opportunity was not to attain the Dao, yet the Blood Sea still escaped his control?
In the end, he would only lose more than he gained. If he lost even his authority over the Blood Sea, he would have nothing left.
That was why Ming He had kept interrupting Hou Tu's meditation.
As for Liu Mang's earlier request for help, doing it once or twice would be enough to settle their karma. He would not squat here forever.
In the end, it all came down to benefits.
"Hmph. This concerns this ancestor's Great Dao. There is nothing wrong with being cautious!"
Ming He felt that no one would so easily tell another person about an opportunity to attain the Dao.
If it were him, he certainly would not.
No one in all of Hong Huang would!
Otherwise, Hong Yun and Kunpeng would not have ended up like this over the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
So even though Liu Mang had said it several times, and he had personally felt it himself, Ming He still found it hard to believe.
How could there be such a good thing in this world?
"Liu Mang must have some unspeakable scheme behind this."