The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

After a while, Philip added, "Although we won this time, there was also a very serious drawback. Our max strength is far inferior to other forces. We only have four high-level pseudo holy beings, and not even one in level nine! Under such circumstances, how are we supposed to compete for the stone of path order distribution rights this time?"

Everyone fell silent. They discovered this problem too.

Their current combat power at the level of nine stars was definitely sufficient, but the high-level pseudo holy tier was a completely different story, not to mention the small number of pseudo holy beings. Even they felt helpless about this problem. Anyone ranked high on the list was already affiliated, making it difficult to win them over.

On the other hand, if they wanted to raise their levels, it was impossible to do so in a short time.

Thinking of this, everyone grew more depressed.

Philip glanced at the people around him, and his brows furrowed further while feeling helpless.

Dipper Palace was just an organization he started on a whim, he hoped to

he would not fall behind in terms of intelligence. It would also make it convenient for

only making use of each other at this point, far from reaching the level where everyone was very loyal

his head aching. He reached out to massage the center of his brows. After a moment of silence, he looked

how you make use of this duration, whether it's to recruit more people or improve your

an improvement in strength after coming out of White Imperial City! If I don't see an improvement in either level

below

recently. Out of eighty percent of the families

most people in this

indeed the case, they had forgotten that they were