“Secret reserve power?”

The three arbiters’ faces grew even colder.

“Enough!” Arbiter Law snapped. “This matter is over. If we used the secret reserve power, our sect wouldn’t have any secret weapon in case of a true emergency. There are countless other sects eyeing us like tigers eyeing prey, and you think we should make a huge fuss over some animal? Have you gone insane? Or are you just incredibly selfish? And have you considered what would happen if the secret reserve power didn’t work? Or what if it did, but resulted in mutual injury?”

Dragon Floret didn't seem ready to back down. “But, Arbiters, I can call for another Primeval Chaos Assembly! As long as all the children of primeval chaos stick together, not even the houselord can reject our decision!”

“Like hell!” Arbiter Torment said with a cold smile. “We don’t live in ancient times. Primeval Chaos Assembly? Back then, it’s true that the children of primeval chaos could make decisions about the sect. But times have changed. The Primeval Chaos Assembly is welcome to make decisions about inconsequential matters,...