Smoked Land

Li Banfeng took Xiao Yeci and followed Juanzi westward. Radish Mountain lay on the edge of Three Heads Junction. After traveling for three days, the three of them steadily drew closer to the central region of Three Heads Junction.

Xiao Yeci carried paper and pen, recording everything she saw and heard along the way. Li Banfeng had brought her because she was meticulous and wrote well, capable of committing Three Heads Junction's customs and local flavor to paper.

The projector had also preserved many precious images. But by the third day, there was not much left to record.

There were no more villages along the road, and fewer and fewer homes. At first, they could still see strange flowers and unusual grasses, but after another half day of walking, the ground was covered in bare, pitch-black rocks. There was not even soil in sight, let alone flowers.

A little after three in the afternoon, Juanzi pointed at a hill in the distance. "Seventh Master, let's stay in that cave tonight."

Li Banfeng opened his pocket watch and glanced at it. "It's still so early. We're stopping already?"

"Seventh Master, if we keep going, we won't find another suitable place to stay even by dawn. And this place gets especially heavy with Heaven Light at night."

According to Juanzi, different regions of Three Heads Junction had different characteristics when it came to Heaven Light. The territory they were currently crossing was called Black Yellow Beach, whose defining feature was that Heaven Light was scarce during the day and plentiful at night.

From dawn to dusk, over the course of an entire day, they might not encounter a single beam of Heaven Light within a hundred miles.

But once night fell, this very same stretch of land could be plowed over by