The trip to White Bottle Mountain had brought Meng Zhao both gains and losses.
He had learned the Eclosion Worm's true origins and perfectly assimilated it, making it part of his foundation. With his already peerless foundation and potential, he had improved by leaps and bounds once more.
Second, he had taken in Yuan Bin, gaining a line to the Qing Prefecture Yuan Family. Though it could not immediately prove useful, it could serve as a planted seed for the future.
Then there was his complete subjugation of Niu Dali, his battle against several great experts, and the considerable Martial Dao experience he had gained, among other things.
Yet there were also quite a few losses. The greatest hidden danger was the conflict with the Pudu Cult, which had reached the point of life-and-death enmity. The fact that they had dispatched two Dharma Kings and invited out the Demonic Buddha Sarira made that clear.
Had it been an Innate Master with no particular backing or status, he might have faced the Pudu Cult's endless pursuit and oppression from then on, forcing him to flee to the ends of the earth and conceal his name.
Meng Zhao had no such need. Though his greatest capital was himself, the connections behind him and the forces and resources under his command were no small part of his strength as well. Unless the Pudu Cult immediately rebelled, it could not possibly deal Meng Zhao any substantive blow.
Especially after his battle with the Demonic buddha Dharma Body, Meng Zhao had thoroughly nurtured an invincible Martial Dao Will of his own. With the Emperor Yu Battle Armor in hand, he was confident that even the Pudu Cult Master would find it difficult to kill him.
If Meng Zhao entered the Grandmaster realm in the future,