Lin Qing crouched behind a rock, watching the two fighters and the Yin-Baleful Fruit as he rapidly weighed his options.
After a moment, he shook his head and said quietly, "Better not intervene. The outskirts of the Ancient Baleful Battlefield are packed with Sin Clan tribes. Offending them over one thousand-year-old Yin-Baleful Fruit would do us no good."
He continued, "The Sin Clan may be divided among themselves, but they're fiercely hostile to outsiders. If we try to seize the fruit, those two might set aside their feud and join forces against us."
"Even if we win and take it, word will spread, and people from the other Sin Clan tribes will come after us. Our main goal is to hunt Baleful Fiends and improve our cultivation. There's no need to invite trouble over one fruit."
"Besides, they say the Sin Clan has Supreme-level experts. If we alarm someone like that, we'll be in trouble."
Yue Ling'er nodded thoughtfully. "True. The Sin Clan has a treaty with trial-takers like us from outside. Neither side is supposed to interfere with the other."
"Offending them over a single Yin-Baleful Fruit really isn't worth it."
Ji Han was reluctant to give up the thousand-year-old Yin-Baleful Fruit.
But she knew Lin Qing was right.
She nodded. "The Pacifying Sea King is right. We shouldn't stir up trouble. The fruit is rare, but we don't absolutely need it. Let's keep hunting Baleful Fiends."
That was indeed the situation.
With Lin Qing's decision made, the three hesitated no longer.
They prepared to slip out by the other side of the hollow.
But the two men were still fighting fiercely.
The burly youth roared. No one could tell what secret art he had activated, but he slammed his shield into the ground, and the phantom of a