Old Ye said, "Anyone who survived the spatial turbulence and entered the Five Gods Battlefield is immensely powerful. They aren't people we can afford to provoke."
"That's true."
Old Ye did not want to discuss the past and pressed Lin Qi instead. "Where are we going next?"
A glint of greed flashed through his eyes. "Since we've saved them, why not save Buddha all the way to the west?"
Lin Qi raised a brow. "Then why doesn't Fellow Daoist Zhang explain in more detail?"
Old Ye's face creased. Though he was a descendant of the Zhang Family, he did not like Lin Qi calling him Fellow Daoist Zhang. He preferred her to call him Old Ye.
His smile carried a trace of mockery. "I don't believe Fellow Daoist Lin hasn't set her sights on those other two cultivators."
As though someone had exposed her thoughts, Lin Qi's expression shifted for a moment before she suddenly said, "I definitely won't let those two go. But they have considerable backgrounds and are not weak. They are far beyond that one person from before. We'll need to take this slowly."
"How do we take it slowly?"
Old Ye knew Lin Qi was rushing to the Central Continent battlefield. He did not believe her nonsense about taking things slowly.
Lin Qi had probably already worked out her scheme.
Ever since he had watched Lin Qi openly ambush Cheng Shiyuan, Old Ye seemed to have shed part of his disguise. He spoke far more directly now.
Or perhaps cultivators within the Five Gods Battlefield had always worn such faces.
Lin Qi said softly, "How about we infiltrate their group first, then get rid of the two separately?"
"Will they trust us?"
"Whether they trust us depends on how we perform."
Old Ye still frowned.
But