Three days later.
After Xia Ping entered the Huaining City branch hall, he did not make any rash moves at first. Instead, he used the opportunity to listen in and probe around, learning about every major and minor affair of Huaining City's Soul Hall, as well as all kinds of forbidden matters.
Because Xia Ping had flown into a rage earlier and beaten Chang Chi, terrifying everyone, and because Chang Chi had shown no sign of retaliation afterward, the shock had only grown greater.
As a result, his authority as Hall Master reached unprecedented heights. No one dared question him, and they merely assumed that his inquiries were meant to keep them in line.
Thus, whatever Xia Ping asked, they answered. None dared conceal anything.
"Time to begin."
After learning the full situation, Xia Ping took Huaining City's teleportation array and used his authority as Hall Master to travel to other super cities, where he began distributing the flyers.
He did not need to do it personally. He simply gave the Golden Slime an order, and it split into tens of thousands of copies. Carrying the flyers, they slipped into the streets and alleys of the cities under cover of night, spreading the news to countless people.
The Golden Slime moved with extreme speed and could alter both its shape and color, even turning invisible. No one knew who had spread the news.
By early the next morning, nearly everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it.
"Have you heard? The Blood Soul Saint isn't actually dead. He was merely sealed away. Now, all it takes is a hundred Soul Stones to rescue him. Once that happens, we'll be rich—we might even become Soul Hall Masters."
Someone waved a flyer in hand and shouted.
"Bullshit. Who knows where this