Speed was the essence of war.
Though the Great Luo Immortal Sect stood high above, with countless prodigious disciples, and even someone as strong as Li Xian would hardly merit a glance in its outer sect, Yan Yu knew that with so many prodigies, there were also plenty of elders and legacy disciples eager to support juniors and bolster their own forces.
A prodigy like Li Xian, who had already begun to show his edge, could always find a backer if he wished to attach himself to one.
So she had to strangle him in the cradle while he had only just entered the Immortal Sect, before he had secured his footing or even understood his own worth.
Otherwise, once he reached Xiantian, entered the inner sect, and was formally registered, killing him would no longer be easy.
Thus, back aboard the Jumang Skyship, she had recruited Wei Jiuyi while he was still dazed by the shock of seeing tens of thousands of Dao Seedlings, promising to find him a Xiantian Pill if he would help her frame Li Xian.
As for whether framing him would leave evidence...
There was no need to think about it. Under the scrutiny of the Haotian Mirror's spirit, it would certainly be uncovered.
But she had made her promise to Wei Jiuyi aboard the Jumang Skyship, a hundred thousand li away from the Great Luo Immortal Sect. Even the Haotian Mirror Spirit could only trace its investigation back to Wei Jiuyi.
In the end, Wei Jiuyi, ignorant of an immortal artifact's power, would die for framing a fellow disciple, and she would conveniently save herself a Xiantian Pill she had never wanted to give him anyway.
Amid these thoughts, Yan Yu said, "Thirteenth Brother, Li Xian is no weakling. With only an impervious body,