Inside the Chen Clan's luxurious carriage.
The carriage swayed gently as its wheels rolled along, the street scenery flashing past the carved windows.
None of them looked particularly pleased.
Leaning against the cushions, Chen Zhang said softly, "The Tang Family has been rather unexpected."
Chen Xiaojun nodded slightly. "I misjudged them as well, Uncle. I originally thought that after our families wiped out the strongholds at Bao Family Manor and Black Nether Manor, the Tang Family had sized up the situation and lowered themselves to send us an invitation. Now, it seems that wasn't the case."
At that moment, Yang Jingxue cut in coldly, a chilly gleam flashing through her phoenix eyes. "They're still hesitating over such generous terms? Brother Hong, they're clearly hiding something. Those people from the Clear Sky Sect act mild and unhurried on the surface, but deep down, their hunger for the Yellow Emperor Lineage probably far exceeds our earlier estimates."
Ximen Wenlan sighed softly, her fingertips rubbing the rim of her teacup. "The Great Sumeru Hammer and the Great Kunlun Hammer-"
Yang Jingxue gave a short, cold laugh. "Combining the two hammers into one perfect whole? What a lovely dream. Heh. Do they really think no one can see
through their schemes?"
Chen Hong had not been idle these past few days either. He had repeatedly consulted with Yang Jingxue and Ximen Wenlan to ensure that the three families maintained a united stance on affairs in the Northern Region.
Of course, the two women had been told different amounts: Ximen Wenlan knew only that combining the ultimate techniques of the Clear Sky Hammer and the Yellow Emperor Hammer could unleash power far beyond the ordinary, threatening the balance among the seven weapon lineages;
Yang Jingxue, however, also knew that the ancient ruins from which these