"Brother Xiao, didn't he say that the people from the Qi Sect aren't good at combat?" Ye Chen scratched his head. "Could it be that you plan to wait for the people from the Misty Immortal Palace to arrive and let him show off his identity, thereby resolving this matter?"
He spoke without any reservation.
Lin Xiao glanced at him. Ye Chen was indeed someone who had followed him for a long time. He had guessed correctly, but since it had been said, he could only stare at Ye Chen helplessly and say, "You guessed right."
"Indeed. Not bad."
Ye Chen gave Lin Xiao a thumbs-up. "As expected of Brother Xiao, you think long-term."
"Not really."
As Lin Xiao spoke, he looked up and saw the drone that had just flown away. "Since you heard everything, why don't you give me some feedback?"
"Everything will proceed according to the terms of our transaction."
Qi Tian was not a fool. He naturally knew that even if Ye Chen hadn't said it, he would have roughly understood Lin Xiao's intentions. Lin Xiao didn't like the Misty Immortal Palace, and although he was focused on his new cultivation and techniques, it didn't mean he couldn't see everything.
However, to him, all of this was insignificant.
He didn't care, nor did he need to care.
The Misty Immortal Palace was nothing to their current Qi Sect.
If the people from the Misty Immortal Palace truly disturbed his experiments and cultivation, he would naturally take action.
At the very least, before Lin Xiao finished debugging the puppet for him, he would abide by the terms of their agreement and ensure the safety of these two individuals.
...
With the spirit stones and the guidance of his ancestor, Ming Yi's cultivation speed was remarkably rapid. He had now reached the peak of the Dong Xuan realm, just one step away from Ming Xin.
He had also truly cultivated his family's Xuan Yu Gong to its apex.
On that day, Ning Yuan's tongue, imbued with the effect of Xuan Yu Gong, made his mouth impervious to all poisons. Now, Ming Yi could also envelop his entire body with Xuan Yu Gong, rendering him immune to all poisons and impenetrable to blades and spears.
Ning Fengzhi, though slightly slower, was not far behind.
He had now also entered the Dong Xuan realm.
It was only now that Ning Fengzhi truly understood the immense gap in cultivation between himself and his elder brother. Initially, he had thought it was due to years of accumulated effort that he couldn't surpass in a short time.
Now he understood.
The cultivation technique he practiced was fundamentally different from his elder brother's, with different levels and speeds of cultivation.
His current cultivation was rapidly catching up to Ning Xuesheng's.
Such speed made Ning Xuesheng secretly astonished.
He knew his younger brother had good talent, but he hadn't expected his seventh brother's talent to be even greater than his own. Given another year, he might even surpass him.
Of course, when it came to his own son, he no longer felt the need to compare.
His son's cultivation speed was something he couldn't fathom no matter how hard he tried.
This was the effect of having spirit stones accompanying Ming Yi.
Ming Yi now also had more confidence in dealing with the people from the Misty Immortal Palace in the future.
"Counting the days... they should be arriving soon."
One day, while guiding Ming Yi, his great-grandfather suddenly looked towards the horizon and said something with a hint of mystery.
Noticing his great-grandfather's gaze, Ming Yi and Ning Fengzhi immediately looked in the same direction, their bodies tensing. Could it be that the people from the Misty Immortal Palace had already arrived?