In ten years, one could watch flowers wither and bloom.
In a hundred years, one could see four generations living under one roof.
Yet within Fang Xiao's Small World, more than eighteen hundred years had passed without anyone noticing.
In other words, the Yin-Yang Incarnation had already been in the Spirit Realm for over one hundred and eighty years.
Perhaps Fang Xiao had been thinking too much, but he had merely prepared for the worst. He had never expected it to truly come to pass.
The Yin-Yang Incarnation had spent twenty years ascending from the lower realm to the Spirit Realm.
Yet it had still landed in the most remote corner of the Spirit Realm.
Although it was separated from the region where the Yin-Yang Great Dao Sect was located by vast distances, on the scale of the Spirit Realm, the distance between the two places remained extraordinarily great.
Faced with such a situation, Fang Xiao instead became less anxious.
He had planned to travel and explore anyway.
Thus, he decided to take things as they came and properly observe the differences among the various regions along the way.
After all, Fang Xiao had devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation ever since setting out on his path.
Even when he occasionally went out, he always headed straight for his destination.
He rarely traveled simply for the sake of traveling.
Therefore, aside from broadening his horizons, this journey could also serve as a chance for him to relax.
Shutting himself away to build a cart behind closed doors was never the proper path. Even if it brought no benefit to Fang Xiao's cultivation, different experiences would still benefit his state of mind to some extent.
Thus, Fang Xiao did not head straight for the Yin-Yang Great Dao Sect. Instead, he traveled in