"So what if there's a conflict? There is absolutely no reason to yield that thing. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect may be strong, but our sect is likewise one of the Seven Great Powers. Even if conflict breaks out, they may not dare to tear all pretenses aside." As the old man said this, a vicious glint flashed through his eyes.
"That's true, but the two of us are few and weak. This little sister fears we'll be outnumbered." The veiled woman nodded, then spoke with some concern.
"I understand that. But it's too late to notify the sect now. If we keep delaying, the treasure will fall into the hands of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. You and I can only act according to circumstances. Besides..." At this point, the old man hesitated slightly. Though there were no cultivators within a hundred li, his lips still moved faintly as he used a divine ability to transmit his voice.
"What? When you came out, the sect master lent that treasure to Second Senior Brother?" The veiled female cultivator froze, then wild joy flashed in her eyes. "If that is so, then you and I do have the strength to fight for it."
"That's the right way to think, Junior Sister. As long as we obtain the treasure, Martial Uncle will certainly be overjoyed. As for what reward we might receive, there's no need for this foolish brother to waste words here."
On the other side, Lin Xuan had no idea that another troublesome competitor had appeared. At this moment, he and Qinxin had already entered that strange cave.
Inside, the Yin wind was even fiercer.
If a mortal were to touch even the slightest bit of it, their soul would certainly scatter on the spot. Even cultivators with slightly