Xiao Jie felt a tightness in his heart; such words could not be spoken lightly.
He was afraid Shen Jizi might make a move, so he hurriedly said, "Immortal, you are mistaken. The Unnamed Taoist Scripture has long been scattered among the world; I am not the only one who practices it. Even if I die, a second, a third Heavenly Destiny will appear.
In the end, the so-called Heavenly Mandate is nothing but a coincidence, it could be me, it could be anyone.
I am wary of that Wuming Taoist, thus discussing strategies with you here. If someone else were to be involved, I fear they might not have these thoughts, then the plot of Wuming Taoist might just succeed naturally."
Shen Jizi chuckled, "So you're considering this for me."
