Little Gnaw's inner space had been holding spies from various sects captive. Ling Tian didn't want to kill these talented individuals; he wanted to do his best to recruit them. However, quite a few were loyal to their factions. Even after all these years of temptation, they had never wavered from their original convictions. Ling Tian had given up on recruiting them altogether, and this time, a sudden inspiration struck him: he wanted them to do something for him.
"Tian'er, what do you have in mind?" Old Man Ling asked, momentarily taken aback. He had a vague idea of what Ling Tian was planning.
"Have them help us spread the word. I think people will find it more credible coming from them than from us." Ling Tian smiled faintly. Seeing Ling Lin and the others deep in thought, he continued, "Have them warn the small sects in the Cultivation World not to provoke us. Then we'll wipe out a few small sects. That should convince quite a few sects to stop looking for us."
There were many cultivators searching for Ling Tian this time. The Ten Thousand Swords Cliff and Immortal Spirit Palace had offered generous rewards, so all of them were hoping to get lucky. Ling Tian didn't want to kill every last one of them; after all, that would offend too many factions. But seeing them search for Lingxiao Pavilion made him deeply unhappy, so he wanted to show them what he could do and make these small sects back down.
"Kill a chicken to scare the monkeys. Tsk, tsk, not a bad idea." Old Man Ling gave his approval. He pondered for a moment. "Those spies have been locked up in Little Gnaw's inner space all this time. They don't have the faintest idea where Lingxiao Pavilion