After the women cultivators of the Innate Religion left, Pei Ling thought it over and immediately made up his mind. He would take this opportunity to release the four female cultivators of the orthodox path...
With that in mind, he stirred his thoughts. A hidden, obscure force immediately pierced through layer upon layer of cabin walls and entered a cabin below.
The Jealous Pouch Locks that had firmly bound the four orthodox female cultivators quietly came undone halfway.
If Pei Ling fully removed the seals on the four women right now, it would take no more than a thought. But doing so would make his intentions far too obvious.
Lin Hanyan, Chen Jingmeng, Zhao Juanjuan, and Shen Yinchen were all disciples of the orthodox path, while he was the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect. Neither side trusted the other. When the time came, they might even suspect a trap and not dare to act rashly...
But Pei Ling had only undone half the seals. The four female cultivators' cultivation wouldn't return all at once; it would recover little by little, as if the seals were gradually wearing off.
With their current strength, the four female cultivators wouldn't notice anything amiss.
Next, Lin Hanyan and the others would surely look for a chance to escape. By then, he would be experiencing the Bliss of the Mortal World with the Innate Religion's people, with no time to concern himself with the affairs aboard the flying vessel...
Of course, the instant the four female cultivators escaped the vessel, they would forget everything that had happened aboard it.
Everything... he had already arranged!
Pei Ling waited a little longer. Then he heard faint footsteps outside the door, and the auras of the Innate Religion's female cultivators swiftly drew closer.
Before long, the door