In the room, a woman dressed in a black Immortal Skirt sat upright on a high-backed chair. Before her was a Spiritual Tablet.
Upon it was written the name: Tantai Xiaotian.
The characters faintly glowed, and a low, deep voice emanated from it.
"We still need to be careful. There's a reason these Immortal Spirit attendants have lasted so long. With the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit dormant, the fact that this Messenger can still keep Ling Hua's subordinates in line means he is quite capable."
The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, her tone laced with a hint of contempt. "So what? As long as he cooperates with us, the moment the Ling Hua Immortal Spirit awakens, it will be bound to us by mutual interest. At that point, the Messenger will no longer be the Messenger. His tough exterior will completely crumble."
"Perhaps he doesn't realize it yet, but getting close to us is the beginning of his downfall."
