"Isn't that so? Just think about it. If the Sect Master were to take the Secret Treasure and the Spiritual Energy ended up with him or his favored disciples, what share would we even have left? Now let me ask you... With the grand assembly of the various sects about to start, don't you want to stand out among them all, surpass the ordinary?"
"This... Of course I do..."
Listening to this, the nephew disciple was clearly tempted, so the uncle master continued,
"Nephew, it's not that your uncle master has selfish designs, but you entered the sect late, and uncle master entered the sect early. It has been a whole hundred years, yet I have been stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage without an inch of progress. Why is that... Isn't it because the Spiritual Energy in this realm is pitifully sparse? Do you know what the victor of the grand assembly will be rewarded with?"
"Oh... How... even uncle master knows about this?"
