Meng Chuan turned into a stream of information and left the Foreign Realm through Shi Hao's system panel.
He had spoken with the Gu Ancestor about a few things and finally persuaded him.
In short, a miserable life was better than a glorious death.
He should stop thinking about trading his life for something.
Heaven and Earth were vast. There were plenty of places he could go.
Meng Chuan had also made a few agreements with the Gu Ancestor. When the need arose, if Meng Chuan raised the banner and called out, the Gu Ancestor would follow.
At the same time, Meng Chuan secured other benefits for Shi Hao.
The Gu Race's Treasure Technique, for example.
Shi Hao had dabbled in all ten of the Ten Fiend Treasure Techniques. He had mastered some; others he had only looked into briefly and practiced at a superficial level.
Naturally, Shi Hao knew the Gu Race's Treasure Technique too.
Now, receiving guidance from the Gu Ancestor, the most accomplished member of the Gu Race, Shi Hao benefited immensely. His mastery of the Gu Race's Treasure Technique rose at astonishing speed.
It was a little dispiriting to say, but if he mastered the Gu Race's Treasure Technique and paired it with the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, combining extreme speed with space-time, his chances of escaping an enemy he could not defeat would rise dramatically.
"How do you plan to leave, little fellow?" the Gu Ancestor asked Shi Hao.
Shi Hao glanced around. "Senior, are the Crimson King's descendants still making a fuss?"
"Things have quieted down considerably. After all, that strange object on you is unmistakable, yet none of the clans has ever displayed anything like it. Most likely, none of the great clans of today did it," the Gu Ancestor said.
While he had