It was not that Yu Changkong looked down on Meng Zhao. Rather, judging by their apparent strength, Meng Zhao and the Lingwu Meng Family simply had no possibility of withstanding the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord. If they truly let themselves be bewitched and regarded Meng Zhao as their savior, they might very well be led into a pit and killed in the end.
Zhao Rulíng shook his head and said,
"Have you perhaps forgotten what I told you before, about Favor of Destiny?"
Yu Changkong's expression stiffened. You actually took that seriously? Favor of Destiny certainly sounds lofty enough, but how do you know Meng Zhao is favored by destiny?
Besides, you said yourself that Favor of Destiny comes in greater and lesser measures. The Heavenly Demon Palace Lord is likely that kind of ruthless figure too. What if the destiny bestowed upon him surpasses Meng Zhao's?
Seeing Yu Changkong's lack of faith in Meng Zhao, Zhao Rulíng did not waste words.
"Then let us split into two groups. You may make a trip to Fire Dragon Cave, while I go seek Meng Zhao. What do you think?"
Yu Changkong's expression changed slightly. It was not because Zhao Rulíng thought so highly of Meng Zhao, but because he suspected Zhao Rulíng intended to use this suggestion of splitting up to make him bear all the danger while slipping back to Imperial Capital City alone.
He was not lacking in intelligence, but when it came to Martial Dao Cultivation, he had always been no match for Zhao Rulíng. If Zhao Rulíng had some deeper scheme that he failed to see through, he might very well fall into a trap because of it.
With that thought, he made up his mind and said,
"That will not be necessary. Since you insist, then