"Has the exact time been set?" the Second Elder pressed.
"It has only been roughly decided, not fixed exactly! But Xiong Yi and the others are Nascent Soul cultivators. Though their disciples are infiltrating the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons in batches and under disguise, they may well be faster than us!" Ying Bo replied. "That is why we must discuss this quickly. The longer we delay, the easier it will be for them to be discovered by Biqingyu."
"Mm, we understand!" The Great Elder nodded. After pondering for a moment, he said, "In this old man's view, when our clan had few members before, it was the best strategy for the clan chief to act together with the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range disciples. But now that several thousand of our people have arrived, if we remain with them, I fear it may cause some trouble!"
Ying Bo naturally understood the selfish thoughts in the Great Elder's heart, but he did not blame him. Nodding, he said, "The Great Elder is quite right. I will write a jade slip and have trustworthy disciples deliver it. We have only agreed on a time, then we will launch a simultaneous surprise attack on Biqingyu!"
Seeing how readily Ying Bo accepted advice, the Great Elder was even more delighted. He added, "These Soaring Dragon Mountain Range disciples are human cultivators, so moving about in the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons will likely be inconvenient for them. Clan Chief, why not send several dozen capable disciples to guide them?"
"Very well!" Ying Bo nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to give orders, he glanced around and noticed something amiss. In a low voice, he asked, "Where are the Seventh Elder and the Ninth Elder?"
"Oh..." A trace of embarrassment