"Even if fate leaves you battered and drifting, even if fate twists and turns in strange ways, even if fate threatens you..."
Wang Chen felt that this song from his Previous Life suited him well.
Fate was like a pair of invisible giant hands. It had first sent him into this world, then kept pushing him onward without rest, never allowing him to truly settle down.
Inside the lavishly furnished Flying Ship cabin, he set down the book in his hand.
This thick volume recorded every aspect of Daying Prefecture in the West Continent.
Zuo Xiaomo had gone to great lengths to gather it for Wang Chen.
Great Ying was the largest prefecture in the West Continent, spanning tens of thousands of li. Yet it lay on the frontier of the West Continent. Two-thirds of its territory was barren wilderness and stony desert, bordering the desert itself. Its natural environment was exceedingly harsh.
Daying City, the prefectural seat of Daying Prefecture, was the most prosperous and bustling place in the entire frontier prefecture, with a population of several million.
It was guarded by one Grand Protector Heavenly Master from the West Sea Sect, along with eight Sub-Protector Heavenly Masters!
Given Wang Chen's status and cultivation, he naturally could not be taking up the post of Grand Protector Heavenly Master. His mission was to replace one of the Sub-Protector Heavenly Masters.
Unlike most cities in the West Sea Spirit Domain, Daying City suffered the Sand People's harassment year-round. Therefore, it housed a Dao soldier force ten thousand strong, as well as one hundred thousand regular troops.
The Sand People were the natives of the Great Western Desert. Fierce and warlike by nature, they formed bands of raiders every few days and penetrated Daying Prefecture to pillage towns and cities, sometimes even