Having suffered too many losses at Ling Tian's hands, Chi Xue and the others knew just how devious he was. Even though their combined strength was now far greater than his, they still didn't dare fight him head-on. They were afraid of falling into Ling Tian's trap again. After all, they still didn't know how strong he was or what forces stood behind him.
That was right. In Chi Xue's mind, he and Po Tian had each had their own fortuitous encounters and taken a God Realm old monster as their master. Ling Tian might have had a similar stroke of fortune. Until they found out for sure, they wouldn't act rashly.
Of course, they weren't going to make things easy for Ling Tian, either. They planned to find a few blades they could borrow and use them to kill with a borrowed knife. Their first choice was naturally the Po Family Brothers; after all, they held a deep-seated grudge against Ling Tian.
"Heh, exactly. Po Tian and the others will take care of Ling Tian for us. Fairy Meng Shang, that way we can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight." At the thought, the Jade Devouring Sky Python couldn't help laughing.
"Besides the Po Family Brothers, we can also use other people's hands—such as the Carefree Sect's Ancestor's direct disciple, and experts from the other major forces. I imagine they'd like to get something out of Ling Tian, too, like the secret art for opening a Small World or the secret of instant movement." As Chi Xue spoke, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew broader. "Let Ling Tian clash with them. Whoever wins or loses, it'll benefit us."
"Heh, exactly," the Jade Devouring Sky Python agreed.
More than ten years later, Chi Xue