Seeing both of them looking at him, Hou Niao spread his hands, "Splitting the Treasure Bead into three parts? I'm afraid no one would agree. Letting one family take it away would not sit well with the other two. A fight? The Monk thinks he has the numbers, while the Daoist believes he is unequaled, yet I'm willing because I know those who laugh last will certainly be me."
All fell silent. The Sword Cultivator's words were blunt, everyone thought highly of themselves, but who could truly say they would be the last one laughing after a real struggle? They were essentially evenly matched: the Buddhist Sect with one more person, the Daoist's Taiji Void Life Circle indissoluble, the Sword Cultivator's blade too fast...
