After a pleasant discussion with Qianhuan, Lin Yu set out with him through the underground passage and began their journey to the Qiu Tribe's sacred land.
Although the Qiu Tribe's demons had been wary of Lin Yu at first, they soon accepted him and began gradually drawing closer.
Lin Yu and Qianhuan also began discussing more serious topics.
"Although I was joking when I said I was defecting to the human race, there really is a shaman named Spring Cang among them... Before I came down here, I eavesdropped in the village and heard their names."
"That guy's dressed quite conspicuously, like a peacock showing off its feathers. He also mentioned something called the Young Lord... Do you have any idea who that might be?"
Although Shen Bingmiao had told Lin Yu a great deal about Black Marsh World's customs and conditions, her information had always been lacking in more immediate, time-sensitive "intelligence." For instance, she generally wouldn't record who currently held power in a particular faction.
That might have been because she could only operate in the real world. When it came to the Ten Realms, she could only gather secondhand information indirectly and had no way to personally conduct "surveillance."
Although Qianhuan was not very familiar with Black Marsh World either, he had clearly discussed it with Old Zhou quite a bit—and Old Zhou was clearly not the sort to hoard his intelligence.
"Spring Cang... That name sounds familiar. Let me think."
Qianhuan thought underground, and soon remembered.
"Oh—I remember now. That guy is the High Shaman of the Li Zi Department. He's very powerful, and he was taught by Lu Gu, the Great Shaman of the Zhi Zi Department. He's the Great Shaman's direct disciple."
"Since he mentioned the Young Lord... those people should be from the