"Junior Brother."
The middle-aged cultivator asked, "If that is the case, what should we do? After all, the grievances between our sect and the Qingxu Sect..."
"Mid Nascent Soul Stage is neither high nor low."
Cao Xie looked toward Taiyuan Peak, narrowing his eyes slightly. "But we absolutely cannot let him keep climbing any higher."
Over the past century, someone in the Tianshui Continent had compiled a ranking of the ten greatest heavenly prides, based on a list of those most likely to ascend to the upper realm.
Lord of Mount Tai had once held the top spot, only to perish later.
Zhang Huaiqing, meanwhile, had steadily remained in tenth place, yet overnight, he had advanced by leaps and bounds, surpassing everyone's imagination.
"Before long, I will be heading to the Border Great Wall."
Cao Xie paused before continuing, "Zhang Huaiqing will not escape either."
"Junior Brother means..."
The female cultivator said, "Strike against him at the border? I am afraid that would be inappropriate.
"According to the rules set by the upper realm, we of the Three Heavenly Sects cannot directly interfere in the affairs of other sects. In particular, we must not use our cultivation without cause to crush junior heavenly prides. That would affect Human Race Destiny."
"We will not need to."
With one hand behind his back, Cao Xie said darkly, "Now that Zhang Huaiqing has entered the Nascent Soul Stage, the ones who should be most worried are not us, but the other major sects of the same rank."
"Junior Brother is..."
The middle-aged cultivator said, "Planning to kill with a borrowed knife?"
Cao Xie tacitly agreed.
"It is a good method."
The middle-aged cultivator nodded. "I will see to it at once!"
He transformed into an escape light and shot through the sky.
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