"..." Gong Lince choked up, speechless. This was indeed a major problem, but he did not yield easily. "Purple Gold Cave will make secret arrangements ourselves."
Niu Youdao said, "What kind of arrangements? Do you think Misty Pavilion planted only one Informant in Purple Gold Cave? Sect Master, Misty Pavilion has planted far more than one or two people in Purple Gold Cave. Who they are will often exceed your expectations. Can you be sure none of the people you send to make arrangements are Misty Pavilion's informants? This is not something Misty Pavilion can simply turn a blind eye to. Are you really not afraid of bringing catastrophic ruin upon Purple Gold Cave?"
Gong Lince could not help glancing at Zhong Guzi. Even this man was a spy for Misty Pavilion; he truly could not guarantee anyone else. For a moment, he was rendered speechless.
Niu Youdao continued, "It would be different if you left the arrangements to me. Over in the Sacred Realm, I have already figured out the backgrounds of everyone around me. I know perfectly well who belongs to Misty Pavilion and who does not. I can avoid danger."
"Once Master breaks through, Purple Gold Cave can arrange a funeral and bury him promptly. I will handle the rest. The lifespan of Purple Gold Cave's Supreme Elder has reached its end, and he passes away. No one will suspect a thing. And I will be dead too. Master and I will be together—no one will suspect it. Two dead men together; who would ever think otherwise?"
Gong Lince raised his brows. "A fake death?"
Niu Youdao said, "If it is not a fake death, must it be a real one?"
That had not been what Gong Lince meant. He sneered. "First the disciple fakes his death