Of course, there was one point Meng Zhao had not mentioned, though everyone understood it perfectly well.
Meng Zhao had a way to bypass Thunder Marsh and the Poisonous Cave Land and reach Jianmu Grotto-Heaven directly, but he was likely the only one who possessed it. This was an important bargaining chip for whoever controlled Jianmu Grotto-Heaven; there was no chance he would give it up lightly.
At this, everyone fell silent for a moment, their thoughts tangled and complicated.
Ox-Head God and Horse-Face Ghost had gone from eyeing things like tigers watching prey at the beginning to simply hoping for peace and safety now—a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.
The contrast was even sharper for Liu An, Yan Libing, and Shi Jiawen. They had come with immense hopes and wishes, even sharing Nangong Yao's and the Chaos Body's information with Ninth Prince Beitang Shu.
In the end, they might have gained something, but it was nowhere near as bountiful as they had anticipated.
Qiao Nian had died as well. In the future, it might stir up no small wave in Imperial Capital City.
No matter how they calculated it, their trip to Jianmu Grotto-Heaven felt like they had lost all the way to their grandmother's house.
As for Lei Wanche, his emotions were comparatively calm.
Among them all, he had held the greatest hopes for Jianmu Grotto-Heaven, the highest expectations, and had invested the most.
Thinking it over carefully, quite a few core Lei Family members and promising younger clansmen had died within Jianmu Grotto-Heaven. Had he not kept an eye out and refrained from bringing Lei Chongmao in, the Lei Family's young master would likely have met the same fate.
Yet his gains should have been the greatest of them all.
Whether the Thunder Ancestor True Pill and the Nine