Whatever. This isn't an urgent matter. As long as I have inspiration and a sense of direction, I can refine it gradually. 

With that thought, Lu Changsheng placed the Blood Devil Scripture back into the hidden compartment. He then closed his eyes and allowed himself to rest properly.

In the days that followed, Nanyang City returned to its former calm. However, discussions about the demonic martial artist and Great Hero Zhuang continued to surge without end. From taverns to street corners, people spoke incessantly, and the fervor showed no sign of cooling.

Across the entire Nanyang Prefecture, Great Hero Zhuang had truly risen to overwhelming prominence. His prestige had reached an almost unimaginable height. Even so, he remained elusive and...