Song Zhixia's eyes immediately shone brightly. She sprang to her feet, pushed open the window, and looked down.
Fulai Restaurant had a circular structure, with an open courtyard at its center and a round stage within it.
Opening the window gave them a full view of the stage, as well as part of the first and second floors.
She saw the drinkers on the first and second floors rising one after another. Some drained their cups in a single gulp, while others called to friends and companions as they surged outside.
Clearly, they were going to fight over the Canghai Manuscript.
She turned to look at Leng Tieya and Song Lianshuang, who remained seated as steadily as though it had nothing to do with them.
She said coquettishly, "Second Sister, don't just sit there. Aren't we going to snatch it?"
Song Lianshuang said softly, "Little Sister, didn't you hear what Elder Brother Leng said? It isn't a good thing."
"But..." Song Zhixia felt that even with the risks, it was worth trying.
Song Lianshuang shook her head. "Think about it. Over all these years, how many Heavenly Demons have become Great Heavenly Demons through it?"
Her aptitude was good, but she was not some peerless genius who eclipsed an entire generation.
Even if she did eclipse an entire generation, she might not necessarily become a Great Heavenly Demon through the Canghai Manuscript.
Entering the Great Heavenly Demon Palace and cultivating step by step gave her a far greater chance of advancing to Great Heavenly Demon than the Canghai Manuscript did.
There was no need to fight over it.
Leng Tieya smiled. "Would Meng Family experts really let their whereabouts be discovered so easily?"
"Hm—?" Song Zhixia's bright eyes flickered. She asked in surprise, "They're fake?"
"At the very least, there