Dong Ye and the others' little schemes had left Zhuge Xun and the others feeling rather displeased. Still, they knew the situation in the world they belonged to was bleak, so it was only natural they would think that way. They didn't dwell on the matter.
"Honestly, Brother Ling, I hope you and your friends get the Yin Yang Bagua Plate, hide away, and easily hold out for three thousand years. Then this world war would be over." Zhuge Xun spoke half in jest and half in earnest, raising the Nine-Colored Jade Slip in his hand. "Our Xuan Realm is currently ranked third. As long as we aren't first, it makes no difference to us whether we place third or fifth."
Seven Killers and Zhuge Xun had clearly said they didn't want to take first place. As long as they made the top five, they would receive a reward, so whether they placed third or lower made little difference to them.
"I'm afraid Brother Seven Killers wouldn't agree." Ling Tian glanced at Piao Xue, the meaning plain as day.
North Yellow, where Piao Xue was, currently ranked ninth among the twenty realms. It hadn't made the top five yet. If the world war ended like this, her realm wouldn't receive a reward, and that was surely not what Seven Killers wanted to see.
Knowing exactly what Ling Tian meant, Seven Killers flushed slightly. Then, as if remembering something, a ruthless glint flickered in his eyes. "Actually, it's not a big deal. You can have Daoist Ling Li take the Yin Yang Bagua Plate and hide, while the rest of us form an assassination team to go after Lei Zhan and the others. We only need to kill a few people. It shouldn't be difficult."
Seven Killers' meaning was simple: if