The people from the Clear Sky Sect probably really thought they were the greatest under heaven.
You have a bunch of people whose Martial Soul is a hammer. Do you really think you can make it all the way to His Highness the Holy Son?
Never mind anything else. His Highness the Holy Son could use a single Simulation Soul Skill, and you'd all turn on one another!
Besides, His Highness the Holy Son didn't play by the rules.
Dugu Cheng rummaged through his Soul Tool and swapped out the medicine he'd originally prepared to make the Clear Sky Sect impotent for poison.
The Clear Sky Sect clearly bore hostility toward Spirit Hall and His Highness the Holy Son. They might as well poison them all to death before they could cause trouble!
"Excellent, excellent! As expected of the Clear Sky Sect's disciples, and of Tang Chen's grandsons!"
After hearing Dugu Cheng relay what they'd said, Qian Xunji laughed in fury.
"Dugu Cheng, did you bring any other poisons? Pour every last bit of them into the Clear Sky Sect's water supply!"
They wanted to kill his son-in-law before he could grow up?
Did those hammer-swinging brutes really think they were worthy?
Huo Yuhao smiled too, dark smoke curling around him.
"Senior Brother, you're too impatient. Wouldn't it be far too easy on them if they died just like that?"
"Then..." Dugu Cheng ventured timidly. "The medicine I was going to give them..."
"Keep it as originally planned."
He wasn't some great villain who'd kill people over a few careless remarks.
Civilized people had civilized ways of dealing with things.
They wanted to attack him while he was out gaining experience, did they?
Fine, he could give them that chance!
But he would be the one deciding when he went