"Junior Brother, what plan do you have?"
Daoist Jieyin could not help feeling surprised to see his junior brother so confident and pleased with himself.
After a moment, though, he understood.
Jieyin had a ruthless streak.
When trouble arose, he could think quickly and make brutal decisions—something Zhunti could not do—going so far as to smash the cooking pots and sink the boats to break a deadlock!
But his junior brother Zhunti
had the wisdom to work through many problems Jieyin had never considered.
And now,
Jieyin had only just proposed this plan.
Yet his junior brother had found the key to breaking the deadlock in so little time. How could Jieyin not be delighted?
Seeing curiosity and admiration surface on Jieyin's face,
Daoist Zhunti, eager to mend their once-fractured relationship, smiled and said, "Heh, Senior Brother, it's simple. We only need to find a way to keep that Heavenly Emperor True Spirit from telling anyone."
"What? Keep the Heavenly Emperor's True Spirit from revealing his identity?"
Daoist Jieyin frowned slightly and shook his head. "Forgive my lack of wit, but I can't think of a way to stop him from exposing the matter."
The Heavenly Emperor's True Spirit did not know his own identity. Give him some benefits at the right time,
and he would surely cooperate with them. A share of the Human Dao Origin would persuade him to help them deal with the Heavenly Emperor, and he certainly would not speak of it.
But who knew whether the Heavenly Emperor had some means of his own?
Or whether this True Spirit might prove less than trustworthy and reveal everything one day, bringing the Heavenly Court and the Human Sect's hatred down on the Western Teachings?
Jieyin turned it over and over.
He thought of quite a few