Yun Jiutian was after Grandmaster Granny's ten-thousand-year fortune. That fortune could accomplish far too much. That place had also absorbed the chaotic heavy qi blasted down in the great creation-of-the-world explosion. Combined with the existence of ten-thousand-year fortune, if it were released, it would be enough to destroy Sky City—let alone the fact that Yun Jiutian was an Enlightenment Immortal who could create Dao Seeds. All he lacked now was pure fortune. Who knew how many Enlightenment Immortals that ten-thousand-year fortune could send down to the lower realm!
No wonder my attempts to persuade him to surrender had left him unmoved. He already had an ironclad scheme accounting for everything. But as the saying went, you have your Zhang Liang stratagem, and I have my ladder over the wall. No one should expect an easy time of it. How could I let them have their way?
Actually, I had noticed what was happening on Grandmother Ancestor's side long ago. I had also found it strange that, despite my absence all these years, Yun Jiutian had still made no move. He was probably waiting for an opportunity too. Even if he could create Dao Seeds, he couldn't simply send down anyone's Dao lineage avatar to undergo a Dao Tribulation. The true bodies of the Enlightenment Immortals of those Enlightenment Heavens still had to condense and absorb fortune before they could grow. So how was this Creation Heaven sending those Dao Seeds down now?
"Heh heh, now you know why we all unanimously wanted you to cooperate with this fake-marriage plan, right, Junior Sister? You're still thinking too simply. Senior Brother has left nothing unaccounted for. As long as this plan succeeds, the Ancient Immortal Realm will become our base. From then on, Sky City will return to our hands!" Miao Dong