Taking back the plaque of Lingxiao Pavilion was something Ling Tian absolutely had to do. But after hearing how terrifying immortals were, he had lost all confidence. Fortunately, he knew that immortals didn't act on a whim, so he still had some hope of reclaiming the plaque.
Ling Tian pondered how he might take back the plaque, but soon his brows furrowed. If he brought along a large number of Tribulation Crossing Stage savage beasts, he would surely alert the Human Race, and many powerful experts would inevitably gang up on him. But if he brought too few, he wouldn't be able to threaten Ten Thousand Swords Cliff. Caught between these two impossible choices, Ling Tian was troubled.
"Alas, it looks like I can't take back the plaque by force. I'll have to use my wits." Ling Tian sighed softly, having made up his mind.
"Ling Tian, you absolutely can't attack by force. You have to use your wits." Po Qiong's voice rang out in Ling Tian's mind. He suggested, "Fortunately, you have a mask that can change its shape at will, and your constitution is special, so others can't detect your true cultivation. You can easily disguise yourself as a disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Cliff and sneak in."
"Mm, that's a pretty good idea." Ling Tian nodded lightly and muttered to himself, "Fortunately, the Arrow Embryo I cultivate comes from Ten Thousand Swords Cliff's Sword Embryo, so imitating Sword Qi and Spiritual Energy Swords should be easy."
As he spoke, Ling Tian pressed his middle and index fingers together. With a thought, a Spiritual Energy Sword condensed between them. Unless someone looked closely, it was quite similar to the Spiritual Energy Swords wielded by Jin Sha'er and Long Shun.
"All right, Ling Tian, your cultivation is still low.