Linglong Immortal Fairy knew Lingyun's personality quite well, and Ling Tian was very much like him. So she had a vague feeling that Ling Tian wasn't reckless. If he'd dared to come here, it meant he already had a foolproof plan. Though she didn't know what Ling Tian intended to do, she simply felt certain he'd escape Ten Thousand Swords Cliff's pursuit—even the Mahayana Stage cultivator's.
After learning that Ling Tian had mastered the strengths of both Lingyun and Wu De, and might even have learned Dayan Palace's secret art, Zi Tianfei had begun to believe he could escape, too. She was also terribly envious that Ling Tian could learn so many sects' secret arts.
"You, you're so playful that you still haven't mastered even one secret art. What good would it do you to learn more?" Linglong Immortal Fairy said with exasperation. "You should know that trying to chew more than you can swallow will get you nowhere. Having too many secret arts might even hurt you."
"But how come Brother Ling Tian isn't afraid of trying to chew more than he can swallow?" Zi Tianfei protested, unconvinced.
"Hehe, first of all, that boy is more talented than you. And secondly, he works much harder." Linglong Immortal Fairy smiled faintly as she explained, "Most importantly, he was taught by Brother Yun. I'm sure Brother Yun thought through every problem for Ling Tian and gave him all the necessary instructions."
"Hmph. Uncle Lingyun is amazing, sure, but aren't you a little too devoted to him, Auntie?" Zi Tianfei huffed, still unconvinced. "How could Uncle Lingyun have known Brother Ling Tian would learn the Dayan Art? Unless he could see the future—but the facts prove he can't."
"That's true. He can't see the future. Otherwise, his Lingxiao Pavilion wouldn't have..." Linglong