Ling Xingxian had never liked the calculating Bai Ru. Though both belonged to Immortal Realm factions, they held opposing political views, an open secret in their small circle. Ling Xingxian was also one of the Twelve Stewards of the Saint Court. His standing was no lower than Bai Ru's, and their two Lineages were evenly matched in strength. They had fought in the shadows for centuries, neither able to bring the other down. When Ling Xingxian received a secret report that Bai Ru had sent men disguised as Bandits to attack Feng Feitian's Planet, he saw an opportunity.
Ever since the Saint Realm had come into being, which Peerless Saint had not gone on to shake heaven and earth? Yet instead of rushing to win someone like her over, Bai Ru had chosen to make an enemy of her. The old fox had finally grown muddleheaded. Ling Xingxian decided to seize his chance. After the Saint Lord approved Feng Feitian's request, Ling Xingxian cleared every obstacle from her path and looked after her at every turn. He gave her not only the most elite troops, but also the finest equipment in the Saint Realm.
The quartermaster belonged to his faction and would naturally tell Feng Feitian all of this.
Now a victory report had arrived so quickly that Ling Xingxian knew his judgment had been sound. Every Peerless Saint was extraordinary indeed. Other commanders had led thousands of troops, with officials throughout the Saint Realm assisting them, and still failed to catch a single band of Bandits after half a year of searching. Yet less than seven days after this Peerless Saint took command, she had won a resounding victory!
Bai Ru, Bai Ru, you old fox. I've finally lived to see the day I can bring you down. Ling