"Isn't it because Li Dixiao wants to compete for the position of deputy sect master that he bet on Li Tianming, sending him to participate in the Myriad Sects Imperial War? As long as Li Tianming achieves good results, his old father-in-law will naturally gain merit as well, adding a few more chips to his bid." Li Qiongji sneered. "Perhaps he's even dreaming that this son-in-law will grow strong enough to become an aid at his side... But Li Dixiao is still far too naive. An outsider will always be an outsider. With so many wives, how could Li Tianming possibly be tied down by a mere Li Chaoxi?"
"He probably had no other choice but this desperate measure. He was already the least likely contender to begin with. If he didn't bet on Li Tianming and take the risk, his position in the competition would only become more unfavorable. From a certain angle, Li Dixiao is quite bold, but this choice will likely only put him in danger of falling into a state of eternal damnation," Li Xuanyin said with a chuckle as well.
"Indeed. Nurturing an outsider was foolish beyond measure to begin with, let alone an outsider with a background of his own like this one. If Li Tianming grows up, his first step will likely be to forget his roots. It would already be good enough if he doesn't kick Li Dixiao aside with one foot. He is an even greater unstable factor for the Heavenly Emperor Sect. The fate of the Phantom Sky Imperial Clan is already proof enough of this boy's wolfish ambitions," Li Qiongji said with a cold snort.
"In any case, we wait for now. We won't touch Li Tianming for the time being, and there is even less need to bother