Mo Wen and Situ Feiying thought their scheme had succeeded, and they were thoroughly pleased with themselves. Watching the direction Ling Tian had gone, they wore broad smiles. Situ Feiying said, "Old Mo, that kid Ling Tian clearly wants to play us for fools. He has no intention of joining the Immortal Spirit Palace. Could he have discovered what happened back then?"
"Quite possibly. Although we kept what happened back then very secret, Zi Yun and the others should be able to guess something. They have a good relationship with Ling Tian, so it wouldn't be surprising if they told him." Mo Wen's expression darkened. He cursed, "Damn it. Zi Yun is very powerful, and his talent is every bit as good as Yun Tian's was back then. Even though my cultivation is higher than his, I'm not confident I could beat him."
"Exactly. Now there's also Zi Ling. We'll have to think twice before going after them, though they wouldn't dare provoke us either." Situ Feiying pondered for a moment, then remembered something. "That kid Ling Tian is slippery. We need to be on our guard. He's already very wary of us."
"Heh, it's only natural to be wary. Once the soul restriction takes effect, won't he still have to obey us?" Mo Wen gave a cold laugh, then seemed to recall something. "Earlier, Ling Tian said he knew of some hidden places with treasures. How much truth do you think there is in that?"
"Lingxiao Pavilion is an incredible sect. It couldn't have developed to this point without some extraordinary opportunities. Besides, I hope he's telling the truth." A sinister glint flashed through Situ Feiying's eyes. He let out a strange laugh. "Then all those things will be ours."
"Hahaha, that's true."
Leaving Mo Wen and Situ Feiying