Spring winds blew through a village dream overnight, then chased the spring breeze to Luocheng.
Zhang Yang slept soundly this time. Only after waking did he suddenly realize, Damn, who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?
Looking around, he found himself sleeping in a black mountain pavilion. It was quiet all around, with no one in sight. Only white mist rose from the foot of the mountain, obscuring everything farther away.
A flight of bluestone steps connected the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Yang immediately remembered. This was the Strange.
He had not died. He had gained control over the Strange.
He was just a little curious. The final wave of the Strange's rules had practically been a freebie. Looks like I really am the protagonist.
The moment he stood up, Zhang Yang discovered that a mass of black mist had appeared in his hand. With a thought, it sank into his wrist; with another thought, it emerged again.
This was actually the Strange itself.
Out of habit, he tried opening the Village Building Order to check it, but nothing appeared. Only then did Zhang Yang remember that he had yet to bind a Village Building Order after arriving in the Immortal Cultivation World.
"Hmm. What would happen if I never bound a Village Building Order?"
His imagination suddenly ran wild. In fact, he could bind the incomplete Immortal Cultivation Village Building Orders right now. As long as he gathered the Strange, formation diagram, and Spirit Gathering Platform—or even just one of the three—he could bind at least five incomplete Village Building Orders, use them in place of the complete Immortal Cultivation Village Building Order, and eventually transition onto the proper path.
This sudden idea was immensely tempting to Zhang Yang, but