Sword One

Wang Wucheng squinted his eyes as he remembered someone reporting this kid's plans to him. However, it was not fully detailed, so he did not know how to accomplish such a feat.

"Big words, kid. So, how exactly are you going to do such a thing?"

Wang Wei smiled before using his Divine Sense to communicate his plans. Wang Wucheng became more serious the more he listened.

"Your plan might work, but are you prepared to be the enemy of the entire Endless Void?"

"It won't be that bad," replied Wang Wei. "I'm sure I can convince many people to be on my side, and everyone can benefit."

Wang Wucheng shook his head, "You give cultivators too much credit. Most worlds are xenophobic–including Great Emperors–so they won't let outsiders intervene in their plane–even if it benefits them."

"So, I must take into account greater resistance; dully noted."

"As long you understand," replied Wang Wucheng before disappearing, making Wang Wei's mouth twitch.