Time flew by, and three days passed.
Near Little Liang Mountain, three middle-aged male cultivators with similar appearances were hidden on a hillside, discussing how to 'hunt'.
After two days of investigation and preparation, the Lei Brothers had already gathered intelligence on their target.
"Big Brother, that guy sells spirit talismans every day and has accumulated quite a fortune. Why should we follow Bao's instructions? If we take him out, we might even gather enough Spirit Stones to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill!" said Third Boss Lei, the youngest, holding a hunting crossbow with a vicious expression.
"Exactly! Big Brother, that guy is only at Qi Refining Seventh Layer. As long as we handle it properly without leaving obvious traces, the Qing Xuan Sect won't take the time to investigate the death of a servant disciple!" Second Boss Lei agreed.
Boss Lei furrowed his brows, weighing the pros and cons.
