The next day, Liu An, Yan Libing, and Shi Jiawen followed Meng Zhao back to Lingwu City in haste, leaving the Lei father and son, both in the Grandmaster Realm, behind to hold down Jianmu Grotto-Heaven.
Meanwhile, Ox-Head God and Horse-Face Ghost had each made their own gains.
First, Horse-Face Ghost. Meng Zhao had ordered him to gather the identities and whereabouts of experts above the Grandmaster Realm. He had carried out the task diligently, without the slightest bit of slacking, and in a very short time had unearthed information on twelve Grandmaster martial artists. Of course, those martial artists were scattered across every remote nook and cranny; even if Meng Zhao wanted to subdue them, it would take no small amount of time and effort.
Moreover, Horse-Face Ghost had been doing his utmost to hook a big fish—a Great Grandmaster-level expert. He had barely managed to find a few leads and was currently pursuing them. In his view, catching this big fish would be far better than finding another twelve Grandmaster martial artists.
As for Ox-Head God, he raced all the way back at breakneck speed, charging toward Jinling without rest for days and nights before finally arriving.
Jinling City remained a scene of singing and dancing, prosperity and peace. The enormous upheaval previously caused by the mysterious man, Ox-Head God, and Horse-Face Ghost had long since been forgotten by most, with only a scattered few still discussing it.
Ox-Head God carefully surveyed Jinling City's surroundings and decided that the mysterious man had likely already left and was no longer targeting the Shen Family. Only then did he unhurriedly make his way to the Duke of Xu Residence, attaching his own Grandmaster divine essence to a calling card and presenting it to Duke of Xu.
Even in this age