While Lin He and Zhou Yuan were discussing their plans, a grandfather and grandson were also discussing something on Extreme Yin Island.
Standing outside a stone door, Wu Chou said with great respect, "Grandfather, the plan is proceeding smoothly. Many cultivators have already begun entering the Heavenly Passage Fog Sea to hunt for treasure."
That day, Grandmaster Extreme Yin had been forced to flee, leaving him with a bellyful of anger and nowhere to vent it. He had wanted to take it out on his treacherous disciple, but the dense fog of the Heavenly Passage Fog Sea greatly suppressed even a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's spiritual sense, making the search exceptionally difficult.
Grandmaster Extreme Yin had devised a sinister plan. He deliberately created a gleam of treasure light, then sent people out to spread rumors that a rare treasure had appeared in the Heavenly Passage Fog Sea. Naturally, this attracted many cultivators.
Grandmaster Extreme Yin's smug voice came from behind the stone door. "An ingenious scheme personally devised by me is naturally flawless. Those cultivators are pouring into the Heavenly Passage Fog Sea in droves. With them scouting ahead, they are sure to draw out that traitorous disciple. Then we can be the oriole waiting behind the mantis."
Wu Chou hastily said, "Your move is truly brilliant, Grandfather. This way, we can catch Uncle-Master Sun and the others in a single net. But Uncle-Master Sun is a late Core Formation cultivator, after all, and he has cultivated several Fiend Core Clones. Since you cannot leave seclusion, I fear-"
Wu Chou was indeed somewhat afraid. Although he was a Core Formation middle stage cultivator, he was no match for Uncle-Master Sun.
"Useless brat! One traitorous disciple has frightened you this badly?" Grandmaster Extreme Yin snorted coldly. Still, he knew that his