"You want to join forces to kill the Pure-Yang Sword Heir?"
The Heavenly Beast Daoist Heir was tending to the Heavenly Horse. He paused at her words. "You have a point. That man is fanatical about the Dao Child. Better to kill him."
"But how?"
"You can't expect a mere stablehand like me to go, can you?"
He looked utterly baffled, as though stunned that the woman before him wanted a stablehand to fight to the death.
The Alchemy-Heaven Daoist Heir fell silent for a long moment.
"Actually,"
"I think refining pills is quite nice too."
She considered it for a while, then said, "What I mean is, could we have our masters strike together, break into the Radiant Multicolor Divine-Light Domain, and kill him outright? That would leave nothing to chance."
Six Supremes, striking directly at one Dao Child.
"..."
The sheer shamelessness of the idea, its utter lack of limits or regard for appearances, left even the Heavenly Beast Daoist Heir stunned.
His expression turned grave, and he stood.
He did not dare keep working while speaking to this woman. He put away his brush and looked at her seriously. "That idea..."
"I think it's excellent."
"Our masters have been at home for so long. What's wrong with stretching their limbs?"
"It's better than us risking our lives, isn't it?"
The Heavenly Beast Daoist Heir said solemnly, "The only problem is that Supremes suffer grave injuries when they break through into an upper domain, and again when they come back out. They would still possess Supreme-level power, so killing the Pure-Yang Sword Heir would be certain."
"The problem is, if the Taiyin-Sun Sword Master lay in ambush at the exit, our masters' lives would be in danger."
"Would our masters agree?"
"And don't forget: if anything happened to