"So you're saying we're not looking for that Spirit Mine Vein anymore?"
Xu Yi sent his voice transmission over, doing his best to keep his emotions in check.
If he hadn't learned so much from the middle-aged man in black these past few days, and become convinced that the man truly knew his stuff, he would have suspected he'd run into a particularly skilled con artist.
"Of course we're still looking. Let's keep heading north. We'll stick with it to the end. I refuse to believe we won't find a stretch of terrain I recognize."
The middle-aged man in black didn't look pleased either. He'd boasted to Xu Yi that he could do this, only to make a fool of himself right out of the gate.
Xu Yi thought it over. At the moment, this was their only option.
To put it plainly, their predicament was like being lost. They had to find a landmark to pinpoint their location and get their bearings.
And the countless types of terrain and landforms familiar to the middle-aged man in black were clearly the landmarks they needed to find.
The greatest danger when lost was going around in circles. Fortunately, figuring out his bearings was no longer difficult for Xu Yi.
Xu Yi immediately piloted the dragon boat as it sped north.
Three full hours passed. They had covered nearly twenty thousand li and burned through more than sixty Spirit Stones. Xu Yi was growing restless when the middle-aged man in black, drenched in sweat, suddenly slapped the railing. "Found it! We finally found it. Head northeast. At most thirty thousand li, and we'll be there."
Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they were headed the right way, no matter how far they had to go, the Spirit Stones