"It's that woman, isn't it?" Old Xuluan glanced at Wu Zhaodi, the consequence was self-evident.
"Talking to smart people is really convenient," the Martial Spirit Ancestor laughed.
"What do you think, Brother Xuluan?"
"You want to train our Tianluan Immortal Palace as a puppet?" Old Xuluan said.
"If that's the case, I'd rather just annihilate it."
Though his words carried a tinge of frustration, his heart was genuinely displeased.
They had already killed their Palace Master, and now another one is being installed.
"Brother Xuluan, there's no need to worry, she's actually the daughter of the previous Palace Master," the Martial Spirit Ancestor said.
"I know that," Old Xuluan nodded.
With such a major event like the change of Palace Master at Tianluan Immortal Palace, how could he not know? He had simply long since stopped concerning himself with worldly affairs.
Who becomes the Palace Master depends on one's abilities, and he never interfered much.