All this time, Ling Tian and the others had sent people out to investigate the whereabouts of Chi Xue and the Po Family Brothers, but they had found nothing. Chi Xue's complete lack of traces was one thing, but even the Po Family Brothers—who everyone thought were all brawn and no brains—hadn't revealed a single sign of themselves. Fairy Lei Ying and the others found it quite puzzling.
"Right. I know the Po Family Brothers' temperament best. Once they learned we'd outsmarted them, and that so many of their brothers had died at Brother Ling's hands, they were bound to make a move," Meng Du said. Then he shook his head. "But they haven't even shown their faces yet. It's strange."
"We've prepared two or three hundred high-tier God-level Stone People, all meant to deal with the Po Family Brothers," Meng Xiong said, looking disappointed. "Unfortunately, they have no intention of ambushing our Tian Xuan Pavilion. They haven't even shown themselves."
"The Po Family Brothers were badly wounded. They must know that showing themselves would be dangerous, so they're staying hidden," Ling Yu said, though his tone lacked conviction.
"From what I know of the Po Family Brothers, even wounded, they wouldn't do nothing. Their brotherly bond runs deep, and they hate betrayal more than anything," Jiu Jie said, looking at Meng Du. "Unless..."
"Unless they've made up their minds," Meng Du picked up the thread. He looked up at the sky. "They've decided not to deal with us in the Immortal Realm, but to wait until they ascend to the God Realm."
At the thought of having to guard against the Po Family Brothers endlessly in the future, Meng Du and Jiu Jie grew solemn.
"That would be the smartest choice for them," Ling Tian said, then smiled faintly.