This Great Sage is definitely not comparable to the likes of mixed-breed Great Sages like Sun Wukong. The substance is as different as the glow of fireflies to the sun and moon, they are not to be mentioned in the same breath.
"Great Sage, in your opinion, should I turn back now and wipe out those nine clans as well? Otherwise, haven't I worked hard all this time only to make a wedding dress for all the tribes?"
Jiang Chen consults Cang Jie with a touch of annoyance.
Ever since he entered the path of cultivation, he had always taken advantage of others. When had others taken advantage of him? The Quasi-Saints of the nine clans were killed by him, so naturally, their spoils should belong to him.
In such a case, if the nine clans were to be destroyed by all tribes, would that not mean they were taking advantage of Jiang Chen and plundering his spoils of war?
