"Scorpion King, it's been a while. Has your strength grown again? Looks like Zhongli Wu really trusts you!"
Huo Yuhao teased him as his figure silently appeared in the room, then plopped down on the chair in the bedroom.
"It's all thanks to you, Underworld King."
With a fawning expression, Zhang Peng respectfully stood beside Huo Yuhao.
Since the Marshal addressed him by his code name, he ought to address Huo Yuhao by his code name too. Besides, he thought Underworld King sounded better than Marshal.
"Enough flattery. If you have something to say, hurry up. I happened to be in the Mingdou Mountains, so I had time to drop by. I'm heading to the Far North soon. The next time we meet will probably be at the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament."
Huo Yuhao urged him on.
Zhang Peng took this very seriously and silently committed Huo Yuhao's words to memory.
Since Huo Yuhao dared to say that, it looked as though something big was about to happen in the Far North.
He was rather looking forward to it.
But the most important thing right now was to tell Huo Yuhao everything he had gathered during this time.
"Underworld King, I've obtained several major pieces of news. The most important is that the Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Cult Master intends to stir up trouble at this Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament. Although I haven't heard the specific arrangements, it definitely won't be anything small."
"Then there are those three beings in the Holy Spirit Cult's forbidden grounds. I've figured out who they are. They're the Holy Spirit Cult's ancestors, and their strength is unfathomable. The Supreme Cult Master said they're beings even she has to look up to."
Resting his chin on one hand, Huo Yuhao fell into thought.