Zhang Xiong nodded forcefully: "That's right! That's why I suspect this lad has even more powerful spiritual techniques. If we can get our hands on them, it would surely enhance our strength!"
After pondering for a moment, the cultivator shook his head and coldly said, "We should not rush this matter. Our goal this time is not just the auction but also the competition. Only by winning the competition can we obtain what we desire."
"If we act rashly against the lad now, we might provoke a disturbance here, and if it leads to the cancellation of the competition, the loss would outweigh the gain."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiong's face showed a look of reluctance. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly said, "Elder, what if we poison the lad? Since he was brought by Fierce Lion and Miao Si and has such great strength, he is obviously here for the competition. If we could weaken their strength in advance, it would be a good thing for our victory!"