Let Zheng Fa evaluate, he would also say the question from Shuyu Dragon Lord hits the mark directly.
The pie from Zheng Fa is big and fragrant, with just one problem—it's unreachable.
Not to mention how long it would take Zheng Fa to cultivate beyond the Golden Immortal, just nurturing a completely new Dragon Clan is absolutely not something that can be achieved in a few decades or even centuries.
But looking at the current situation of Xuanwei, the Jiushan Sect doesn't have this much time.
It's hard to refute.
Seeing Zheng Fa not speaking, Shuyu Dragon Lord chuckled softly, seemingly a bit mocking.
"Dragon Lord, don't you believe?"
"Whether I believe it or not is not important; perhaps you have confidence, but I cannot entrust my life and fortune to your confidence."
"Then I would like to invite the Dragon Lord to come see something with me."
"What?"
Zheng Fa flew towards the palace door, with just two words echoing in the hall: "Confidence."
