Xue Baizhi lifted the ink-black teacup beside her and took a light sip, saying nothing more.
Finding Zuo Lengchan no longer counted as an urgent matter in her heart.
Indeed, the appearance of an old monster like Zuo Lengchan might concern the very foundations of the sect. But compared to the elusive Zuo Lengchan, the Ancient Netherworld that had already emerged seemed the more important matter.
Once word of this spread, let alone the Central Land, even the Eastern Sea and the Western Kingdom would see countless people coming to seek their fortuitous chances.
Cultivators' thirst for so-called "fortuitous chances" had nearly reached a pathological degree. Even in a situation where death awaited them ten times over with no life in sight, some would still regard this place as a blessed land where they could turn their fortunes around.
Even with death and destruction right before their eyes, there would still be people who believed that a brighter future awaited them.
That was what cultivators were like.
They were willing to seize every opportunity they could grasp. No matter how many dangers lay ahead, how much hardship and suffering stood in the way, how rugged and treacherous the road, without this, they could not attain the Dao and enter the Longevity Realm.
"Martial Uncle already knows about the Ancient Netherworld appearing in the world. I wonder what reaction the Great Liang Court will have."
"The court will not react."
Xiong Shou let out a sigh.
No one understood what the court was like better than Xiong Shou, a Circuit Inspector.
Circuit Inspectors ordinarily traveled incognito, observing the people and understanding their circumstances. The various problems now plaguing Great Liang from top to bottom might still be ignored by those in court, but the Circuit Inspectors understood them better than anyone.