Chapter Eight Hundred and Fifteen – Yang Yuan Hao’s Dilemma (2/2)
Joining Mo Cloud Sea at this time meant that he needed to take on this danger as well. The future was unknown. Even if he was willing to take on the risk, other people may not.
He was not Zhong De, one person who could decide the fate of all of Xi Xuan. He had power, but the one in charge of Thunder Sound Temple was still the sect leader. Would Sect Leader be willing to ally with Mo Cloud Sea right now?
He shook his head. Everyone would want to avoid at this time.
He decided to go and ask the sect leader.
When Yang Yuan Hao saw the sect leader, he did not conceal any of his thoughts and reported everything to the sect leader.
After the sect leader heard this, he closed his eyes and remained silent.
Yang Yuan Hao was silent. He knew that Sect Leader was thinking.
“If Tian Huan succeeds, what do you think the result is?” The sect leader opened his eyes and asked Yang Yuan Hao.
Yang Yuan Hao thought and said, “If Tian Huan succeeds, Mo Cloud Sea will be danger, they will be surrounded and attacked on three sides … …”
“Mo Cloud Sea’s territory is not connected to them,” the sect leader said coolly.
Yang Yuan Hao stilled and his expression changed slightly. “Then they will first get rid of us!”
“How does our Thunder Sound Temple compare to Kun Lun and Tian Huan?” the sect leader asked.
“As weak as a baby,”Yang Yuan Hao responded.
“In other words, even if we join Tian Huan and Kun Lun, we are not needed, and unimportant,” the sect leader seemed to say to himself.
“Yes.” While he did not want to admit it, Yang Yuan Hao knew that this was the truth.
“How do we compare to Mo Cloud Sea?” the sect leader asked.
“We are greatly inferior,” Yang Yuan Hao’s response was honest.
“How much?” the sect leader asked.
Yang Yuan Hao struggled with this question. After thinking, he said, “Them ten, us three.” After a while, he thought and then added, “Them ten, we two.”
The sect leader did not care and asked directly, “If Lotus Sutra Temple is added?”
“Them ten, us three.”
“In other words, if we join them, our importance is only three out of thirteen.” The sect leader asked, “What if we join Tian Huan and Kun Lun? What is our importance?”
“Not even one in thirteen.” Yang Yuan Hao understood what the sect leader meant but couldn’t resist saying, “However, Mo Cloud Sea is in danger, and can be destroyed at any time!”
“Is it better to give coal in the winter, or give gold to gild the lily?” the sect leader asked.
“But … …”
“Is there really not a solution?” the sect leader said cryptically. “Your mind is better than ours, Think hard. Does Mo Cloud Sea really not have a solution? If we are added, is there still no chance to turn this around? Think, who, like us, is not willing to see Mo Cloud Sea fall?”
Yang Yuan Hao was stunned where he stood, only one sentence in his mind.
Was there really no solution?
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Zuo Mo was never someone that waited around for others to decide his fate.
Ever since he thought of the possibility that Tian Huan would attempt to assassinate Zhong De, Zuo Mo and the others moved. Undoubtedly, there was nothing else at this time that was more important than protecting Zhong De.
Zhong De’s Abyss Jail Battalion was powerful and his protection would not be a problem. However, there was a great problem. He lacked true top experts. This was usually not a problem, but if there was someone on the inside helping his enemies, Zhong De’s safety would be questionable.
Zuo Mo’s group did not dawdle at all. They travelled day and night at their fastest sped towards Tian Huan.
They needed to get to Zhong De before the experts of Tian Huan.
If Zhong De did not die, Tian Huan’s strategic aim would not be realized. Then this danger to Mo Cloud Sea was not something that could not be overcome. If they then retreated for two years, then they would have enough power to solve all of these problems. Mo Cloud Sea did not lack ling farmers. The unique formation ling fields of Mo Cloud Sea would be able to be spread used across their territories.
The new forty four jie they took was enough to satisfy Mo Cloud Sea’s demand for materials.
After two years, their situation would be resolved on its own.
But everything was based on the fact that Zhong De would live until then!
Only a living Zhong De could stop Tian Huan!
For safety, Zuo Mo did not split up his subordinates. The people he took on his journey this time were almost all of the high level fighting forces in Mo Cloud Sea. He had enough confidence to fight against the experts of Tian Huan.
This would be an unprecedentedly hard battle!
The two sides fighting all had reasons that they needed to complete!
Translator Ramblings: The fate of the world rests on one person … … Zhong De.