The moment the Lord finished speaking, the shadowy figures were stunned, though each focused on something different.
The Great Yokai clicked his tongue in wonder. "Impressive! He's just like the two of us—the One Proof, Eternal Proof type. Then losing my Ten Thousand Souls Banner wasn't so unfair after all."
The Ghost King looked regretful. "So he's a transmigrator. Then there's no way to travel back before his birth and kill him."
The Queen Mother stared at the Lord in disbelief. "Even you, the strongest among us, couldn't beat him?"
Bull Face disagreed. "Impossible. If that man could defeat the Lord, the Lord would be dead, not sealed."
The Lord nodded. "He didn't take the Great Yokai's Ten Thousand Souls Banner head-on, and he didn't kill me. He's still growing. We must find a way to crush him before he comes into his own."
The Great Yokai shook his head. "No use! No use!"
When everyone turned to look at him, the Great Yokai said, "Our greatest advantage right now is that he doesn't know we've discovered his rebirth."
"So the moment I noticed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was gone, I made a solemn vow: one year from now, I'll bury a treasure at the Ancient House, let a chosen nobody find it, then spread the news far and wide."
The Queen Mother didn't understand. "What do you mean?"
The Ghost King and Bull Face looked just as confused.
Only the Lord, the most calculating of them all, caught on at once. "I see. So that's why you summoned us. Clever."
Seeing that the others still didn't understand, the Lord explained, "You know too little about time. Every cause must have an effect."
Once something had a cause, it was bound to have a result.
The Great Yokai had