Clearly, Ancestor Yao had misjudged certain things.
A bull's stamina was limited, while the land was boundless. Using limited stamina to till endless land was destined to leave a patch of ground desertified.
Little Dummy had already eaten and drunk her fill, so naturally she would no longer be thinking about such things.
On the contrary, following Ancestor Yao meant going hungry nine meals in three days.
Over the next few days, aside from spending time with Eldest Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister, and the others, Lin Heng devoted all his remaining time to studying the stone pillars that had come from the Northern Domain.
He wondered whether the Underworld had any thoughts on the matter. He would still have to meet Xiao Muyu later.
Just then, faint shuffling footsteps came from behind him. Eldest Senior Sister sneaked in furtively.
"Eh? Why are you still fiddling with these rocks, Junior Brother?"
"Ah, I thought they were some incredible treasures, but they're really just broken rocks with some sort of spatial property."
"Those disasters must have come from some time and space, rather than being emitted by the stone pillars themselves."
Lin Heng sighed. Duan Shuyun stood behind him, wrapped her arms around him from behind, rested her head against one side of his shoulder, and said gently, "It's alright. Isn't everything stable now? As long as we deal with the Martial Emperor, the days ahead should be peaceful, right?"
"Perhaps. But who knows whether this is only the beginning?"
Lin Heng always carried an indescribable sense of urgency in his heart, as though everything they had experienced so far was merely floating on the surface.
A greater crisis was still brewing, though he had no idea what it was.
But one thing was certain: many people would die—perhaps even those