He was now very clear on what he had to do: gather strength, discover more and better disciples, and expand the Holy Hall. He believed that one day, Wang Meng would lead the Holy Hall to a whole new height. When that time came, everyone would have new opportunities. The better prepared they were, the better they could keep pace.
Hearing that Wang Meng had also brought back some Cultivation Techniques suitable for everyone, Gongsun Wuqing's heart filled with even greater anticipation. Hu Jing was fair and generous, and given Thunderlight Hall's style, they certainly wouldn't hoard them. The Holy Hall was bound to be swept up in a new wave of martial training. To be honest, Gongsun Wuqing was not one to admit defeat; he felt that he, too, had a chance.
Zhao Guang stared calmly out the window. 'Wang Meng, just die on the road. Don't blame me for being ruthless. Who told you to come back?!'
