As Yu Ruiqing and the others' flying vessel entered Celestial Xia's resident hall, the figures of two Origin Xia cultivators appeared above it. Standing upon a platform like a void mirror, they looked coldly down below.
"The people of Celestial Xia have come again," the man on the left said.
The other said, "Good. Let us see what their external bodies are like, whether there have been any changes. Perhaps next time, we will have a way to break them."
"That may not accomplish anything," the man on the left said. "When they fight again ten years from now, they may no longer be using these external bodies."
"That is for the various Directors to consider. We need only report what we see. Oh... Director Lan instructed us before we came to find a way to contact those accompanying them, to see whether we can secretly plant someone among them. I will arrange for someone to handle it shortly."
The cultivator on the left nodded. This would take little effort; they only needed to leave it to those below. Success would naturally be good, but failure would cost them nothing.
The other cultivator said, "Let us continue watching. If these people from Celestial Xia make no move, we will truthfully report it to Director Lan."
They paid no attention to those Myriad Ways disciples and did not spare them so much as a glance, for that was Myriad Ways' affair and had nothing to do with their Origin Upper Hall.
Moreover, even Myriad Ways itself would likely not care about some disciples who used ritual implements.
Not to mention that these disciples could not possibly be won over by Celestial Xia—even if they truly were, it would merely weaken Myriad Ways' strength, which could instead be used to attack Myriad