"Hmph. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. This Devil Ancestor is merely a tiger fallen onto the plains, that's all. But so what? How could a flood dragon remain trapped in a pool forever? I descended to the lower realm this time precisely to obtain the True Immortal's treasure, then present it to Lord Bingpo as a gift and ask her to perform the art of separating Split Souls from the body, separating the two of our souls once more."
"In that case, you, Heaven Origin Devil Ancestor, will be able to recover your former strength again." The White-Faced Scholar spoke with a cold laugh.
"Why must you mock me? As long as the plan succeeds, I will certainly gain many benefits, but won't you be the same? I will find an upper-rank devil general and let your soul seize his body. In that way, as long as you enter seclusion and cultivate bitterly for a period of time, it will not be difficult for your cultivation to recover in full," the Devil Ancestor said with a bitter smile, seeming somewhat helpless when it came to the White-Faced Scholar.
"Hmph, it sounds pretty, but I dare not trust your words completely. Setting aside everything else, if we truly can obtain the treasures left behind by a True Immortal, why must we offer them to Lord Bingpo? Although she ranks near the front among the True Devil Progenitors, in terms of strength, she is only about on par with the Loose Immortal demon kings of the Spirit World. If you, Heaven Origin Devil Ancestor, obtained an Immortal's inherited treasure, your future would be limitless. One day, you might even surpass Lord Bingpo. At that time, separating the souls of the two of us would be no more than