Behind Meng Zhao, Niu Dali and Yuan Bin were both greatly shocked upon hearing that Shen Tianci, that Peerless Prodigy, had already begun his assault on the Grandmaster path. Their hearts churned, bitter and unsettled.
Yet compared to the others, the two of them had no lack of confidence in Meng Zhao. Nor did they believe Shen Tianci was necessarily stronger than Meng Zhao, for only those who had truly witnessed Meng Zhao's martial arts knew that this Dragon King was no easy prey either.
Even two Innate Limit experts, wielding the Demonic Buddha Sarira and unleashing three moves with the power of a Great Grandmaster, had been unable to do anything to Meng Zhao. Even if Shen Tianci crossed that threshold in a single step and became a Grandmaster, he might not be Meng Zhao's match in a fight.
Moreover, as Meng Zhao's subordinates, the two had discreetly investigated their master before. They knew he was the very embodiment of accumulated strength bursting forth late, a great vessel that took time to mature.
Though Meng Zhao had been unremarkable in earlier years, only several months after entering the Innate Realm, his cultivation had already reached Qi Condensation into Gang. In truth, Shen Tianci, who had lingered in this realm for years, had instead fallen behind.
Li Ya'er and Li Xinglu could no longer contain the questions in their hearts. Li Xinglu asked,
"Second Brother, when did you go to the Jinling Shen Family? You even met Shen Tianci—how did we not know?"
Li Xingchen held a lofty sense of superiority toward Meng Zhao, but he was far more cordial toward his younger sister. He laughed heartily, somewhat pleased with himself and somewhat wistful.
"I never told anyone about going to Jinling. I even used another excuse to conceal my