"And besides, no matter how Xuan Tian stirred things up in the future, the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan and its subordinate factions would obediently listen to him."
"Even if Xuan Tian did something utterly absurd, someone would understand him and believe it was the ancestor's trial. Even if they did not believe so, they would have to make themselves believe it."
"After all, who knew whether this was another trial set by the ancestor?"
"But now, his plan was ultimately doomed to fail. He was incomparably wise, yet he overlooked the foolish things his descendants had done."
"And my appearance shattered his plan—shattered his hundred-thousand-year scheme."
"This time, whether he showed himself or not no longer mattered, because the outcome had long since been decided."
As Ye Lin spoke, he smiled mysteriously. The ancestor of the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan was very clever, but clever as he was, the descendants beneath him were not nearly so clever.
That ancestor might not even have known about the grudge between Ye Lin and Xuan Tian. After all, if one was putting on an act, one had to see it through to the end. He had not only needed to perform for the subordinate factions below, but also for the other Golden Immortals of the Demon Domain.
That was why he had never dared to learn about the outside world, never dared to show his face.
Once he dared to show himself, perhaps other powerful cultivators would not notice—but could the Golden Immortals of the Demon Domain fail to notice?
How keen were Golden Immortals? If they truly discovered that he had merely been acting for them, they might still play along.
But after he left, how much of his Profound Origin Scorpion Clan would remain would truly depend on how large the