The disciple who said this was practically beaming, his face flushed and his eyes shining brightly. Clearly, he was exceedingly delighted by this happy turn of events.
That was hardly surprising. Although Fire Dragon Cave was one of the Thirteen Families' martial sacred lands, and in the past, Fire Dragon Cave disciples had always stood a cut above others when traveling outside—even scions of illustrious noble houses like Meng Zhao would not have intimidated them much—times had changed.
Now the world was in upheaval and chaos. At the same time, Meng Zhao's martial arts had reached the divine, his cultivation was unparalleled, and his name was known throughout the land. If they could become family with Meng Zhao, then for Fire Dragon Cave—or at least in the eyes of its disciples—it would bring nothing but benefits.
He was, at the very least, a Great Grandmaster, and quite possibly a celestial-level powerhouse. Ask yourself: how many celestial-level powerhouses were there on the Divine Continent now?
Even if some Fire Dragon Cave disciples harbored affection for Tang Ling'er, with a towering mountain like Meng Zhao blocking their path, where could they find the spirit or courage to pursue happiness? Wouldn't they be beaten down into shutting themselves away?
"Humph, that's not necessarily true. Our Fire Dragon Cave is one of the Thirteen Families, a dignified martial sacred land; our standing is hardly low. Dragon King Meng may be an unrivaled prodigy, but his ability to stir up trouble is no less remarkable. I fear that if we become too closely tied to him, we may lose our bearings and suffer by association in the future!"
Some paid no heed to the changing times, but naturally, others did. Though limited by their perspective and information, and knowing only fragments of the truth, they