Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirteen – Allies (2/2)

Shuang Yu was slightly puzzled. Mo Cloud Sea who had seemed to be prospering just a few days ago seemed to be suddenly surrounded by enemies, and was also at the end of its tether!

“Send materials to Mo Cloud Sea, as much as we have,” Gu Liang Dao said.

Xiao did not waste words. “Yes!” He said rapidly. “We also have some extra money and can buy some materials.”

“Send them all!” Gu Liang Dao waved his hand.

Xiao nodded. He didn’t speak and turned to leave quickly.

Shuang Yu raised his face to look at Gu Liang Dao.

“While it is minuscule, we should do as much as we are able.” Gu Liang Dao had a determined expression. “No matter if it is for the common good or for ourselves, we cannot watch as Mo Cloud Sea falls.”

A light flashed through Shuang Yu’s eyes. “What are we going to do?”

He was unusually respectful of his brother. Seeing Gu Liang Dao’s spirited expression, he was similarly fearless. This was also why he followed Gu Liang Dao and did not stay at Xi Xuan.

“Kill Tian Huan!” Gu Liang Dao’s gaze was sharp as he said.

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In the mirage, Yang Yuan Hao had a tired expression. The pressure he had been under in this period of time was unimaginable. The five large sects that had been of one mind began to have differing opinions after seeing Tian Huan’s fierce attacks and Mo Cloud Sea’s dilemma.

Compared to the fighting on the battlefield, internal fighting made his mind feel even more tired.

“Brother Zuo, you have been well since we last met.” Even at this time, Yang Yuan Hao’s speech and conduct was flawless. His handsome face recovered its usual calm.

“It is not well, it is great trouble.” Zuo Mo grimaced.

Yang Yuan Hao grinned but his expression quickly became stern. “The situation is truly terrible. According to the information new got, Tian Huan’s envoys have already reached Xi Xuan. The conditions they set are very detrimental to us.”

“What conditions?” Zuo Mo asked.

“Sect leader oath for a defensive pact. Tian Huan will have a duty to help Xi Xuan fend off other attacks. In other words, if Xi Xuan is attacked, Tian Huan will have to announce war on the other. For ten years!” Yang Yuan Hao’s expression was terrible.

Zuo Mo was not too surprised. Tian Huan had been so fierce in their opening moves, how could their killing move be soft? He laughed. “Tian Huan really thinks highly of Mo Cloud Sea, they are willing to pay the price of not touching Xi Xuan for ten years.”

“Yes! Tian Huan has an expert directing them.” Yang Yuan Hao nodded and a hint of admiration flashed through his eyes. “But I have to admit that their move is beautiful, and we are very discomforted.”

Zuo Mo asked, “How’s the situation on your side?”

“Not very good!” Yang Yuan Hao shook his head. “They are fighting a lot. The majority are remaining neutral, these short-sighted people!”

Having this proven, Zuo Mo was even more calm. This was within his prediction.

“What do you plan on doing?” Yang Yuan Hao looked at Zuo Mo.

He was filled with curiosity. Facing such a situation, what would Zuo Mo, who had produce miracles, do?

From a long time ago, he had paid attention secretly to the master of Mo Cloud Sea who did not seem very outstanding. In his view, the rise of Mo Cloud Sea was a spectacular legend yet was reliant on chance. But there was a person that attracted his attention, the master of Mo Cloud Sea, Zuo Mo.

Examining Zuo Mo’s history, he found to his shock that Zuo Mo had never truly lost. Zuo Mo was like an undying juggernaut. He would also successfully flip the situation when people thought that all hope was lost, and would take a bite of the richest spoils!

One time was luck, but multiple times, that was not luck.

So when Yang Yuan Hao found that Mo Cloud Sea was in an unprecedented situation, he was under pressure but he was also curious.

In such a terrible situation, what would Zuo Mo do?

“What would you choose?” Zuo Mo suddenly raised his head and asked.

“Me?” Yang Yuan Hao had a surprised expression. He perceptively detected the importance of Zuo Mo’s sentence. Zuo Mo said “you” and not “your side.”

“Yes, you!” Zuo Mo emphasized the word “you.” He looked directly at Yang Yuan Hao and said calmly, “Your situation is bad as well. After this matter, discord will have been sown. There will be a divide between the five great sects. Just relying on Thunder Sound Temple and Lotus Sutra Temple, you cannot do a thing. They can side with Tian Huan or Kun Lun, but what will you do?”

“Siding with them is not a bad matter.” Yang Yuan Hao shrugged.

“And then?” Zuo Mo stared at him, each word hitting his heart. “You will be marginalized, then alongside the rest of the Nine Great Dhyana Sects, become cannon fodder for Tian Huan and Kun Lun. Don’t say it won’t happen, you understand them as well. Their traditions are deeply rooted, they are strong internally. You will never be able to squeeze into their inner circle. To them are there any cannon fodder better than you?”

The speech caused Yang Yuan Hao’s expression to shift, and the sect leader of Lotus Sutra Temple behind Zuo Mo seemed to make a decision.

“At least, I will live longer.” Yang Yuan Hao raised his head and shot back, “Worry about yourself first and about how to stay alive!”

Zuo Mo did not speak but just a cold and sharp smile.

Translator Ramblings: Everyone has to pick sides in this. Being neutral means getting killed.