Just like that, time flew by. In the blink of an eye, another dozen-odd days passed. Nailong True Person never said where they were going, so Lin Xuan simply pretended not to know. Though his sworn elder brother acted rather strangely, he valued loyalty above all else; surely he would not trick him.
That day, the two were traveling as usual when Nailong True Person's brows suddenly twitched. From the Storage Bag at his waist, without the slightest warning, came a sharp cry.
Nailong True Person slapped it with his hand, and a Scroll Painting shot up into the sky. Its spiritual light scattered as it slowly unfurled, revealing an exquisite map before their eyes.
Mountains, rivers, and lakes—everything was there, all beautiful to the extreme. To say they were lifelike would not be the slightest exaggeration. And on the surface of one mountain peak, a dazzling point of light was shining.
"Xueyin Mountain Range, Jianlian Peak!"
At the place marked by that point of light, a line of golden characters emerged.
"Big Brother, this is..."
"Fairy Yutong's message-transmission technique. Only now is she telling us where to meet. This speed of hers is really slow enough," Nailong True Person muttered, his voice entering their ears.
Lin Xuan was left dumbstruck. "You only got the clue now? Then Big Brother, this past month of traveling with me—you were just wandering aimlessly?"
"You could put it that way. Third Leader, haven't you never been to the Kingdom of Qingqiu before? As your big brother, how could I not act like an old horse who knows the way and take you around to sightsee?" Nailong True Person yawned, his explanation utterly lacking sincerity.
Lin Xuan was so frustrated it hurt, but there was nothing he could do. This sworn elder brother of