His gaze was sinister, and his lips twisted into a cold smile.
"Don't rush to kill him."
The black-robed Heavenly Monarch paused. "What do you mean, Elder?"
"Killing the Mount Shu Sect Master's final disciple would cost too much. Even if we succeeded, Mount Shu wouldn't let the matter rest. If that madman Daoist Wu Zhen truly went berserk, even our Ji Clan would lose a layer of skin."
"Then your plan is..."
"Upload the characteristics of his aura during his transformation in the divine pool to the Nine Provinces Darknet." The Ji Clan's supreme elder spoke in a voice as cold as ice in the depths of winter. "No name, no trace. Just release the news and let everyone know—Chen Changqing's soul has mutated, and his body may contain remnants of chaotic origin energy."
The black-robed Heavenly Monarch's pupils contracted.
He instantly understood the Ji Clan supreme elder's intention.
Chaotic origin energy.
A heavenly treasure of such ancient caliber was an irresistible temptation to any cultivator. Even the words "may contain remnants" would be enough to turn the eyes of countless experts across the Nine Provinces Continent red with greed.
The Ji Clan wouldn't need to act personally.
Once the news spread, there would naturally be no shortage of people hoping to scrape a piece of flesh off Chen Changqing.
"Brilliant," the black-robed Heavenly Monarch uttered.
The Ji Clan supreme elder closed his eyes. On the surface of the Ten-Thousand-Mile Heart-Link Mirror, the mass of crimson-gold light continued moving slowly westward.
"Have the Shadow Guard keep following him."
"Spread the news before Chen Changqing returns to Mount Shu."
"I'd like to see whether this little beast who killed two generations of our Ji Clan's successors can withstand the greed of the entire Nine Provinces."
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