Even the undercurrents surging through Dragon City lately revolved around such questions as "When should we march into the Middle and Lower Reaches of Tiger's Fury River, how should we march in, and who should take charge of the overall strategy?"
The Nine Super Enterprises, representing the interests of the wealthy clans, and the Blue Alliance, representing the interests of the common folk, might have had certain differences over these issues.
But on the question of "whether to march into the Middle and Lower Reaches of Tiger's Fury River," they were astonishingly unanimous.
To seize the gateway leading into the depths of the Otherworld, intelligence was the most crucial factor.
And now, Meng Chao, who had been missing for a year, had unexpectedly returned safely from the Middle and Lower Reaches of Tiger's Fury River, bearing incomparably precious intelligence.
How could this not fill tens of millions of Dragon City Citizens, including all Transcendents, with wild delight?
Meng Chao did not keep them in suspense. He said bluntly, "That's right. I just mentioned the local 'natives.'
"In fact, more than fifty million—perhaps even over a hundred million—natives calling themselves the Turan People live in the Middle and Lower Reaches of Tiger's Fury River.
"Though these natives appeared to live like beasts, drinking blood and eating raw flesh, awaiting civilization, and were even half-human, half-beast beings, their military technology seemed, on the surface, to remain stuck in the age of cold weapons.
"However, the ancestors of the Turan People, like us, came from The Other Shore of the Starry Sea. They possessed a brilliant and glorious civilization, and even had the capability for interstellar travel!"
One stone sent up a thousand waves.
The entire Dragon City erupted in an uproar.
"A civilization that also came from The Other Shore of the