"Or... should we follow the original plan?"
"Turn on them directly, seize that little girl from the Snow Infant Clan, and see what the soul search reveals?"
Seeing that the cultivators had struggled to come up with any ideas, Jianyang, whose killing intent ran deepest, revealed a chill on his face and spoke in a grave voice.
As soon as these words were spoken, the old monk Xuanku immediately frowned deeply. After shaking his head, he pressed his palms together, recited a Buddhist invocation, and rejected the proposal.
The reason was simple: they had already obtained the Nine-Aperture Stone Man. They had gained both face and substance, so there was no need to stir up another conflict and make the outcome of this journey "unpredictable."
"Besides, you and I, as Body Integration Cultivators, can escape easily enough—but what about these little Void Refinement juniors? When we previously agreed to 'turn on them,' it was because we had assumed these juniors would find it difficult to leave the Stone Cocoon Secret Realm, and the losses would be too great... We would merely be closing the pen after the sheep had already fled."
Old Monk Xuanku sighed softly, voicing the fatal flaw in Jianyang's proposal—the issue of casualties.
Fighting to the death might feel satisfying, but once a battle between Integrated Body cultivators began, how many of the Void Refinement cultivators from the Three Mountains lineage and Bloodstone Sect who had come to participate in this "Sword Fighting Convention" would safely return to human territory?
Hearing this, Jianglingzi and the Bloodstone Sect Master exchanged a glance, then promptly spoke in support of Old Monk Xuanku.
Especially the Bloodstone Sect Master—Bloodstone Sect was small and had little foundation, and the Bloodstone Sect Void Refinement cultivators who had accompanied him here were all its