"Is it worth all this trouble for a small power like our clan?" Wu Ming asked.
"A new age is coming, and everybody is competing for luck to increase their chances of becoming a Transcendent Faction," Wang Wei calmly explained. "People with Saint Potential are rare and few in between. Although there is no guarantee that Wu Jing will even succeed, he is still worth investing in."
Just having an idea is not enough to be labelled as Saint Potential. The idea must be feasible, logical, and fit its owner. In Wu Jing’s case, the Quantum Arrays are perfectly suited for his Totem Dao, and Wang Wei already knows that the concept of using the Quantum Realm to achieve Transcendence was feasible.
"I need to think about this before I decide," Wu Ming said.
"No problem," Wang Wei nodded. "But I should warn you. In less than 2000 yuan epoch, the Saint is about to leave our timeline. Be careful."
"Is this news reliable?" Wu Ming instantly asked with a serious expression. "No, you wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t so."
"Don’t spread it out," Wang Wei warned.
"I understand, but can you give me a bit more information?"
"Just know she will leave for a while, along with a fairly decent number of the world’s Primals."
"That is terrible news," Wu Ming commented.
The two talked for a few more minutes, but Wang Wei noticed that Wu Ming and Wu Jing were distracted, so they didn’t keep them for long. As soon as the conversation ended, the two left the court and returned to the Wu Clan. As they were alone, Wu Ming asked:
"What do you think?"
"While it would be a great opportunity to join a power such as the Dao Opening Sect, it might be a disaster for our Wu Clan," Wu Jing analyzed. "Given how weak we are, we will probably suffer at the hands of the other families. Our only chance would be to constantly rely on Lord Fate Dominator’s power until I become a Saint, but if I fail..."
Wu Jing did not comment. He understood the intense political competition in a faction as large and powerful as the Dao Opening Sect. "Is it possible for us to recreate that tiny array ourselves?"
Wu Jing smiled wryly: "Ancestor, you’re an Array Master yourself. What do you think?"
An idea does not directly convert into a product. After learning about the Invisible Plague, the Wu Clan, and many others’ attempts to recreate this weapon. Unfortunately, not a single one of the Overlords has yet to succeed, let alone a small lineage as the Wu Clan.
"Our clan is too young, making it impossible to compete for the destiny of the upcoming age," Wu Ming commented. "It may be in our best interest to join a powerful faction — especially with the Origin Rune Palace eying us with great malice. However, we need certain guarantees to protect ourselves after joining."
"The value of Primals is slowly diminishing, but if I can become one as soon as possible, we should have some power even in the Dao Opening Sect."
"Good. In that case, we will send more of the clan into the court to acquire merit to accelerate your cultivation." Wu Ming decided.
"What should we do about the palace?"
Wu Ming was silent. The current peace and order were due to the Saint’s overwhelming power. Once she disappears, chaos will spread far and wide. Although this chaos might be controlled since the Saint will eventually return, some people might not care and plan for their escape beforehand.
"We can’t sit around and expect these people to be too scared to act," Wu Ming analyzed. "I will use our clan’s [Formation Dao Destiny] to find a place we can hide. The Grand Sect Alliance is currently rife with internal trouble, so the Origin Rune Palace should not be able to look for us for too long."
"That might be our only way," Wu Jing sighed deeply. "It’s a shame since the chaos is a good opportunity."

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