The Sea of Clouds, outside Heaven Mending Peak.
At first glance, the gloomy sky appeared empty. In reality, a crowd had already gathered—all of them in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Seven or eight Perfected Persons were lying in wait among them.
"Oh? You're here too?"
"Just here for the excitement."
"Same here."
Several Stain Sect Perfected Persons stood together, chatting happily. Each wore a warm smile, looking for all the world like fellow disciples who shared a deep, genuine bond.
"How long has Wu Cang been in there?"
"About the time it takes an incense stick to burn. A Mid-phase against an Early Stage; there won't be any surprises. The arrays are all set. The moment he comes out, we'll jump him!"
"He's well and truly offended Yuan Tu this time."
"We'll wait for Wu Cang to come out with the prize, then we'll snatch the True Monarch's Handwriting from him. We'll sneak a few peeks in the process and then foist all the karmic links onto Wu Cang..."
