Hou Niao was startled, then realized. If he could understand the rationale, how could those great powers with thousands of years of heritage not understand?
"So, does the Wu Sect also have something to reserve?"
Dong Fangfei shook her head, took a fennel seed and chewed it in her mouth. She ate with such elegance that it seemed less like she was eating and more like she was showing off the dimples on her cheeks.
"The Wu Sect didn't hold back at all, so they truly suffered heavy losses; take Wei Kuiyang who you killed, for example—a naturally gifted Cultivation Seed with boundless prospects, and yet his promising future was buried in such a meaningless battle.
To them, potential in the Upper Realm is far more important than combat ability. Once they reach the Tongxuan Realm, it's a whole new world, a completely new combat system, and everyone starts from scratch. So what does it matter if you can fight now?"
