When the grassland sword cultivators arrived at the Zhenggu Mountain Gate, the place was already deserted, with a large fire burning fiercely. A man was hung high on the flagpole, none other than the unavenged corpse of Miao Long.
So, it was him? Hou Niao glanced at the man, the anchor chain cultivator he had met once on Hell Star, and then brushed the matter aside.
This is the outcome of overreaching. Originally a good opportunity, it could have been used to gain acceptance from the Jinxiu Sect via the anchor chain Daoist tradition, something to be proud of; but you didn't establish a solid foundation first. Instead of waiting a decade or two to gain a firm foothold before contemplating expansion, you gathered the old anchor chain members and stirred up trouble on the grassland within just a few months, overly ambitious and greedy, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. That describes him perfectly.
"What happened, is Master Sun gone?"
