"Inform Old Fang and the other two sect leaders. Let them know the situation so they won't be caught off guard. But you must ask them to keep it a secret."
Wan Lei nodded.
"Alright, what about the tribulation transcendents?"
"Absolutely not."
Wan Lei stated without hesitation, his tone decisive.
"Why? They are our strongest resistance!"
"Heh, those tribulation transcendent degenerates who know nothing of the outside world and only want to ascend…"
A trace of mockery flickered across Wan Lei's lips.
"How can you guarantee that upon learning of this, they won't eagerly rush to Liu Naiweng and seek cooperation?
Ascension… the temptation is too great. To make them resist, you need to launch a surprise attack. They should only realize the enemy is at their doorstep then.
By that time, when the entire world knows the Liu family has colluded with the demonic race, will they still have the audacity to fawn over the weak demons who infiltrate?"
"My goodness, I never realized, your mind is working better and better now. I feel like I'm getting dumber."
Fang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Lei in surprise.
Wan Lei smiled and said calmly,
"It's all thanks to being forced. In life-or-death situations, one must use their brain. You haven't become dumber, you just don't like to use your brain when you're with me."
"Do all women in love become foolish?"
"What? Are you two telling the truth?"
In a pavilion atop a mountain peak, Fang Huifeng looked at the Lei and Yu duo in astonishment.
Then, he glanced at the soundproofing formation that Wan Lei had solemnly set up, and for a moment, he found it hard to accept.
"It's the absolute truth. I set up the formation, how could I not tell?
The most crucial point is, I'm worried Liu Naiweng already knows that I'm aware of his scheme."
"Didn't you act pretty convincingly?"
"Even a pig, after living for nearly ten thousand years, would have a mind as sharp as a demon's. Not to mention that old fellow was already clever to begin with."
"Did you inform the Yin Yang Sect and the Kui Lian Sect?"
"Not yet. I'll tell them shortly."
"Alright then, this matter… I understand."
Old Fang nodded, sat down, his thoughts heavy.
After fifty thousand years of peace, was the Thunder Wind Realm finally about to face a world-ending war?
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. We'll deal with whatever comes our way."
"Heh, you're comforting me now? Don't worry about me, I don't feel any pressure.
Since the Liu family dares to collude with the demonic race, as the leader of one of the peak forces in the Thunder Wind Realm, I will naturally not shy away from this responsibility."
Old Fang stood up, looked at the clouds outside the mountain, his eyes gradually brightening, a fighting spirit emerging.
"Moreover, the Thunder Wind Realm has been peaceful for fifty thousand years. This bloated and rigid structure has long needed to be broken.
Since we are born in this era, and happen to encounter such turbulent times, then, I suppose, this old man must also give it his all, and with the sword in my hand, fight for what is right."
Old Fang spoke euphemistically, but Wan Lei heard little worry in his tone. Instead, he felt Old Fang seemed somewhat excited.
This Old Fang was not one to sit still either, always eager for a bit of chaos.
As cultivators, why would we fear a battle?
To live a lifetime in obscurity, even if one becomes the leader of a peak force, that life is too bland and tasteless.
"Alright, we must wait for this matter. Until the demonic race arrives, we must wait.
If I am not here when the demonic race arrives, Old Fang, you and the leaders of the other two sects will issue a message to everyone, stating that this is a conspiracy between the Liu family and the demonic race, and call upon the entire Thunder Wind Realm to jointly resist the demonic race.
Then, the three sects will form an alliance and further expand their influence…"
"Wait, what am I hearing? It's getting stranger and stranger."
Old Fang looked at Wan Lei with suspicion.
Good heavens, he just wanted a passionate life, but this Wan Lei was already calculating to expand his influence and gather followers. Are you resisting the demonic race or seizing this opportunity to dominate?
"Is that a legitimate alliance? Or is it for your own selfish desires? Don't tell me you're not the leader of this alliance."
"For me, at this moment, it's still a bit early. It's best to talk about the alliance leader after I break through to the Mahayana stage…"
*Thump!*
The old man delivered a rap on Wan Lei's head.
"What was that for?"
"You kid have quite the ambition. Resisting the demonic race and the Liu family is the main event. This alliance is not for satisfying your selfish desires."
"It's not a conflict. We need a bond to unite everyone. If this bond is stronger, it would be even better. For protecting the Thunder Wind Realm, is there anyone with more appeal than the descendant of the Thunder Emperor?"
There was something Wan Lei didn't say, and that was, he had long been eyeing the Thunder Emperor's Palace in the center of the Central Region.
After all, he was once the Thunder God, and now he was the descendant of the Thunder Emperor, the number one prodigy of the Thunder Wind Realm, capable of killing Mahayana cultivators with Nascent Soul power.
In just a few more years, as long as he broke through to the Mahayana stage, how many people in the Thunder Wind Realm would be his match?
The experiences in the Golden Immortal Secret Realm and the Water Immortal Secret Realm had completely changed Wan Lei's perspective.
Before, he was a warrior, not a leader. He only knew how to fight alone, seek personal glory, and suppress everything with individual might.
But the failure in the Golden Immortal Secret Realm and the success in the Water Immortal Secret Realm made him deeply realize that the power of a lone individual was too limited. Without subordinates, nothing was convenient, and it was easy to be swarmed and killed by enemies.
Why is it that for the same Mahayana stage, a rogue cultivator is unwilling to offend an elder of a major force?
It's precisely because they have influence, they have many people. If you offend one, a whole group will come to beat you.
Why are so many people willing to join major sects? While ample resources and good cultivation techniques are one aspect, the most important reason is not to be bullied when they are outside?
Wan Lei was previously on the Ten Thousand Prodigies Ranking, and everyone wanted to beat him. Tens of thousands of people hated him, simply because he had no influence, right?
Later, after coming out of the Thunder Star Sea, becoming a successor disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, and the son-in-law of the Fang family, where did all those people from the Protector of Rain Alliance go?
Wasn't it because he had someone backing him?
Wan Lei was very clear now. He had ambitions. He wanted to create a glory that surpassed the Thunder Emperor, and he wanted to become the leader of the entire Thunder Wind Realm.
Therefore, this was an excellent opportunity.
If the Thunder Wind Realm had remained peaceful, even if he became a tribulation transcendent, or even advanced further, even if he became an immortal, the nine major forces would still be the nine major forces. At most, he would be an uncrowned king.
When people saw him, they would clasp their hands in salutation, showing utmost respect, but in their hearts, they would still only see him as a very powerful expert, not truly worship him and take him as their leader.
But with an enemy, it would be different. Back then, Ancestor Thunder Emperor only destroyed one evil sect, and he was revered by everyone for fifty thousand years.
Then, if he could unite the entire world to successfully resist the demonic race this time, his achievements would surely surpass the Thunder Emperor, and he would become the true leader of the Thunder Wind Realm.
Resisting foreign races and internal strife had a different impact on people's hearts.
Heh,
Look at Wan Lei's ugly villainous face.
Ah, no.
Ambition, who doesn't have it?