"Aren't they supposed to be searching for the tokens? How do they have time for games?"
"They captured a group of human cultivators and plan to make them fight each other. That way, they can get the tokens without lifting a finger."
"That's clever, but do you think those human cultivators will actually do as the lord wishes and turn on each other?"
"Why wouldn't they? Human cultivators are all hypocrites, they friendly outside but harboring grudges inside. The moment their own safety or interests are at stake, they'll turn on each other instantly."
"This is going to be fun; how could I miss it? Quick, take me to watch!"
Two gray spirits floated carelessly in the air, chatting without a care.
A sudden flash of a blade came slicing through the air, instantly dispersing the last spirit that spoke. Its spirit form vanished, and a spirit bead clinked as it fell to the ground.
