Ming He rode his flight light through the Immortal Peaks, a thoughtful look on his face.
His instincts told him there was a ninety-eight percent chance that Youxuan was the one who had taken the Baleful Yin Treasure Jade.
Ming He was hardly a broad-minded man. Someone had snatched food from the tiger's jaws, stealing a treasure he had been certain to obtain. How could he truly accept that willingly, much less offer a lavish gift?
But things had already come to this. The other party had clearly refined the Baleful Yin Treasure Jade through treasure assimilation. Holding him accountable and demanding its return was no longer possible; it would only stir up conflict.
Without the Precious Jade to reforge it, the Ten Thousand Infant Tower's power was limited in his hands, and its drawbacks were obvious. It was like chicken ribs: tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.
Since that was the case, he might as well steer with the current and use this opportunity to forge a favorable bond with the other party.
After all, this man had established his foundation through a Heavenly Register!
The otherworld sensed and linked by a Heavenly Register bestowed by Fuli Heaven was no ordinary small world. Any world a Heavenly Register could anchor had, at the very least, the existence of "law." Its opportunities were far beyond those of ordinary planes.
By building a good relationship with the other party, he could plant a thread of karmic connection.
Later, when the other party explored the otherworld linked to his Heavenly Register, he might find an opening to hitch a ride and attain the path of the Golden Core.
"Junior Brother Youxuan... I hope this ship of yours can sail a little farther."
A sharp gleam flashed through Ming He's eyes.