Having formed a deduction in his mind, Meng Zhao now had several choices.
First, intimidated by the ferocity of this fiendish creature, he could not act rashly. He could temporarily shift his attention away from Little Cold Village, wait for a suitable opportunity, and head to the county town to seek his fortunes. Once he had achieved something and had experts under his command like clouds, he could then consider dealing with this creature and taking its inner core.
Second, he could remain in Little Cold Village, but he could not act recklessly. His short-term goal would be to find a method of Internal Martial Arts training, allowing his strength to undergo an earth-shaking transformation. Once the time was ripe, he could make his move.
Meng Zhao had never been one to settle down. Little Cold Village was simply too small for him. Under normal circumstances, he should have chosen to leave this place and strive in a broader world.
However, Meng Zhao had lived two lives—no, three lives. His spiritual realm had long since risen to an unimaginable height. He had experienced all manner of things in the mortal world, so none of that mattered much to him.
Ambition to build achievements, the satisfaction of attaining fame and success, fine clothes and rich food, glory and wealth—such things meant little to him.
His interest in power far exceeded his interest in authority, riches, or women.
Thus, Meng Zhao was more willing to remain in Little Cold Village, lying low and developing himself while making every necessary preparation. When the time was right, he would set out for Little Cold Mountain, kill the fiendish creature, and take the "Dragon Pearl"!
Another reason Meng Zhao remained was Widow Zhou—Zhou Zhihan. She had been hiding in Little Cold Village all this time.