His face remained impassive, but his mind was already racing. Regardless of whether Princess Tianqing was interested in this tomb, he was determined to obtain the Lord of the Abyssal Necropolis's tomb—or rather, the Lord of the Abyssal Necropolis's inheritance. Only by obtaining that inheritance would he have hope of attaining the Dao in the shortest possible time.
Previously, he had not been particularly interested in the Abyssal Necropolis and had not made any careful plans. But now, he felt it was necessary to plan things properly.
"This... I will not hide it from Mister Ye. I do have some thoughts about it," Princess Tianqing said with a faint smile, not bothering to fob Ye Xiwen off with false words.
There was an indistinctly domineering aura in her words, no less imposing than those heavenly prodigies.
Ye Xiwen's narrowed eyes suddenly opened. She actually had designs in this regard? This was not the sort of thought an ordinary person would dare entertain.
Although the major powers had dispatched many experts this time to assist the imperial sons and princesses, each side was in truth still acting for itself. Those imperial sons and princesses could only participate by taking advantage of their favorable position—being close to the water and catching the moon first. Otherwise, they would not even have the qualifications to take part.
And even if they did participate, they would at most serve as supporting characters. Recovering the Darkness Country's long-lost state-protecting divine artifact was already their limit. As for the Lord of the Abyssal Necropolis's inheritance, something so lofty and grand had basically nothing to do with them.
They might hold noble status in the Darkness Country, surrounded by attendants wherever they went, but in the eyes of these great sects, they were not worth mentioning. If not