Magic Hand Alters the Four Seasons Grand Formation

Feng Ji's hair stirred without a breeze.

He had laid his cards on the table!

His hostility toward the Yin-Yang Monastery was now plain for all to see.

How did he dare turn against them at a time like this, in such a way?

Could Li Chunshui and Lu Sanqian have arrived?

At least she knew her master, Hua Miaoyi, had not. Her master had been in seclusion lately and could not be disturbed except under extraordinary circumstances. Thus, even after encountering Zheng Tianyan, she had not sent word to her master, since they had not yet reached the point of absolute desperation.

Yang Jiulie gave a sinister smile. "So you came here today not to negotiate sincerely with our Yin-Yang Monastery, but to aim your spear straight at me?"

Lin Xiaosu said, "I can still negotiate sincerely, but not with you, Yang Jiulie. Monastery Master Yin alone will suffice."

Yang Jiulie laughed, his smile brimming with mockery. "You intend to tear the Yin-Yang Monastery apart right before my eyes?"

"Tear the Yin-Yang Monastery apart? Ha ha... I freely admit it!" Lin Xiaosu laughed heartily. "Do you know why I want to tear it apart? Because a monastery with two masters is a joke in itself! Once I help Monastery Master Yin get rid of you, the Yin-Yang Monastery will have only one master left. I believe Monastery Master Yin would be delighted."

"Utter nonsense!" Yin Jiuyou's expression abruptly darkened.

Though Lin Xiaosu's proposal delighted him, though he dearly wished his senior brother would die, he could not admit it!

As an Enlightened Realm powerhouse, he possessed at least that much awareness. He could never kill his senior brother; forcing the attempt would only end in mutual destruction.

Mutual destruction was not the Daoist way.

He had stopped playing that