After Extreme Yin sent his voice transmission, Qing Yi frowned. "What do you suggest we do, Brother Wu?"
"Kill that brat Lin before he can become a threat, of course!"
Extreme Yin looked ferocious enough to devour someone, but Qing Yi shook his head and transmitted, "What a fine scheme you have, Brother Wu! You bear a grudge against him and want to use us to get rid of him. But we have no quarrel with him. If we fail to kill him outright, we'll have made ourselves a mortal enemy. The loss would outweigh the gain."
Extreme Yin frowned at this and hurriedly transmitted to Man Huzi, "Brother Man, what do you think? With this man's help, Wan Tianming has a much better chance of claiming the cauldron. Surely you won't stand by and watch him take it?"
Man Huzi sneered and transmitted back, "I don't have much life left. Without a Heaven Mending Pill, my days are probably numbered anyway. What does it matter if I stake everything on this? Extreme Yin, don't try to provoke me with Wan Tianming. Even without you saying anything, I would never stand by and watch him take the cauldron."
"Good!" Extreme Yin was delighted and immediately looked toward Layman Qing Yi. "Brother Qing, you heard what Brother Man said. What do you think?"
"With Brother Man taking action, dealing with an early Nascent Soul cultivator would certainly be as good as guaranteed. Even so, I still disagree."
In Extreme Yin's eyes, with a powerful middle Nascent Soul stage cultivator like Man Huzi and the two of them joining forces, Lin He would have no escape even if he sprouted wings, despite possessing an early Nascent Soul refined corpse. He had never expected Qing Yi to refuse.
Man Huzi also asked curiously,