It was a question, but Meng Chuan could not answer it yet. After a moment's thought, he let it pass.
Meng Chuan sent word to Chu Feng, Yaoyao, and the others, asking them to return to Wuyi Mountain.
Chu Feng, Yaoyao, Chu Zhiyuan and his wife, and Lin Nuo Yi and the other four women soon returned.
As for the Saint Master and the others, they were still traveling across the Starry Sky.
Winning a kingdom was hard; holding it was harder. That truth had never changed.
The Heaven-Reflecting Ones were crucial to Earth's revival, but Evolutionaries at every level below them had to grow stronger too.
Only a revival on every front was a true revival.
What the Saint Master and the others were working toward now would lay another foundation for Earth's glory. It mattered greatly.
"Godfather, why did you suddenly call us back?" Chu Feng complained. "I was doing something big."
"The hell you were." Meng Chuan cut him down without mercy.
Chu Feng was nowhere near capable of Crossing the Starry Sky himself, so there was little he could do about Earth's affairs among the stars.
His so-called big undertaking was getting the Saint Master to take him to prosperous planets, where he could play the Alien and show off before all sorts of beings from across the Starry Sky.
Unlike before, when everyone had hunted him and coveted what he possessed, Chu Feng had now become a rising star in the Starry Sky overnight.
Being the Heir to a dead Saint Master and being the Heir to one who was alive were two entirely different things.
The former would stir boundless greed in others. The latter would earn their respect.
They still wanted the Saint Master Inheritance, but they no longer dared act on that