Upon hearing Chai Xun's words, the members of the Lingxiao Sect felt extremely complicated emotions.
They indeed wanted to monopolize the resources of this spirit ore, but they also needed the strength to do so.
Moreover, even if they were puppets, it was not Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang who were their puppets, but they became Yang Fei's puppets.
But if this were said, who would believe it?
Ye Wuya sighed and honestly said, "Chai Xun, fellow Daoists, to be frank, it's not that our Lingxiao Sect wants to monopolize this vein's resources, but that all of us from Lingxiao Sect are defeated by Yang Fei. Thanks to Yang Fei's magnanimity, he did not hold a grudge against us, which is why we are still alive today to meet you; otherwise, our people from Lingxiao Sect would have perished long ago, with no bones left."
Chai Xun and others were stunned, never expecting Ye Wuya to say such a thing.
