Mingyue worked efficiently. In just a few minutes, she came whistling over with more than a dozen Flesh and Blood Path experts.
There were men and women, old and young.
Chu Qing nodded to himself.
Mingyue was far more reliable in handling matters now than she had been before.
After the dozen or so Flesh and Blood Path experts saluted Chu Qing, they stood there with restrained expressions.
Chu Qing swept his gaze over them and said in a deep voice, "What is the name of the one who attained the Destined New Realm?"
In his eyes, someone in the Destined New Realm was utterly unworthy of being called a Mythology Old Ancestor.
Thus, his words were full of disdain.
The warriors who had once walked the Flesh and Blood Path, but were now in the Mythology Realm, smiled bitterly to themselves.
The oldest warrior cupped his fist and said, "Great Lord Qing, that one calls himself—Luo Feifan!"
Luo Feifan?
"That's quite an imposing name!"
Chu Qing did not ask which of them knew the Mythology Old Ancestor Luo Feifan.
Instead, he asked about the information Four Directions had conveyed to them—or rather, the information conveyed by their realms.
They answered one by one.
After a while, Chu Qing looked at the Princess Consort. "Do you have anything to ask?"
The Princess Consort shook her head. "I do not concern myself with such things."
Chu Qing nodded and waved for them to leave.
Mingyue, standing nearby, said, "Brother Qing, what do we do next?"
Chu Qing smiled. "I'll find some friends and ask which faction this Luo Feifan belongs to, and which continent he is on."
The Princess Consort frowned. "Ask the people at the Square Inch Gathering?"
Chu Qing nodded.
The Princess Consort shook her head. "They may not