Near the waters not far from Fu Xian Island, the two of them searched without pause and found eleven Fu Xian Tokens lost in the deep sea.
Following the indications on the metal wheel, they sped across the entire mortal world—through bustling cities, uninhabited mountains and wildernesses, deep mountains and great marshes, and vast seas. One Fu Xian Token after another, buried for who knew how many years, was unearthed by them from the history that had passed away.
After spending several days, the two found a total of one hundred and ninety-two Fu Xian Tokens in the mortal world and embedded them into the metal wheel. But that was all they found. Once the one hundred and ninety-second token had been set into the wheel, the metal wheel unexpectedly stopped moving again.
"Bastard! What's going on? We're still short one hundred and eight! Yue Qianchou, come take a look. Is this thing broken?" Hong Tailong kept fiddling with the metal wheel. When it would not turn, he tried turning it himself, but it was useless.
The two stood atop a mountain peak. A city could be seen in the distance, and the one hundred and ninety-second Fu Xian Token had been found there.
After frowning in thought for a while, Yue Qianchou sighed softly. "I think I know the reason. Everyone from Fu Xian Island was brought to the Divine Void Realm by me. The remaining Fu Xian Tokens probably aren't in the mortal world anymore, so this metal wheel can no longer sense them."
"You mean the remaining Fu Xian Tokens are all in the Divine Void Realm?"
"I think so." Yue Qianchou nodded slightly.
"You scared me. I thought I'd broken it!" Hong Tailong let out a breath, then said cheerfully, "Then what are we waiting for?