Ling Gong looked at Ling Que. "If you cause trouble again, I'll lock you up. You're not coming out until you reach the Enlightenment Realm."
Ling Que's face fell. "Sis, I'm not like you people—" He had meant to say "freaks," but when he saw the murderous look in Ling Gong's eyes, he didn't dare finish. He could only stand off to the side, feeling aggrieved.
Not long after, several figures entered. One of them was unmistakably a stone: Little Mountain God.
"Senior Mountain God didn't come?" Ling Gong asked, looking at Little Mountain God.
Little Mountain God said, "Senior Ling Qiu didn't come either."
"What does Senior Mountain God plan to do?" Ling Gong asked.
Little Mountain God floated in midair, swaying lazily. "We'll see how things go. It mainly depends on Young Prince Qing's attitude."
"What exactly does Young Prince Qing want to do? Attack Lu Yin directly? That's unlikely," Ling Gong said.
Ling Que rolled his eyes. Obviously not. Never mind whether it would work—even if it did, the monsters backing Lu Yin could bring the Divine Gu Dynasty to its knees. Young Prince Qing wasn't stupid.
He took a good look at Ling Gong. Was his own sister an idiot?
Little Mountain God replied, "He's probably going to poison him. That's the Divine Gu Dynasty's specialty."
"The Eastern Frontier Alliance's full-scale entry into the Inner Universe has put far too much pressure on it. Tell Senior Ling Qiu that we must join forces. Otherwise, the Inner Universe really will belong to Lu Yin."
"You don't need to tell me that." Ling Gong's voice was icy. The Lingling Clan and the Beast Taming Flow Realm didn't get along. If they weren't dealing with the Eastern Frontier Alliance, they would never have joined forces.
"The Lingling Clan kept