In fact, Fu Qian had a fairly clear destination in mind for this trip to the Sea of Ashes.
Before Starry Sky Prism died in the line of duty, it had swallowed a mirror and provided a star chart.
And after Fu Qian and Yuan Shan struck their dirty bargain, the Night Watcher staff in Shangjing, unable to resist the temptation of a week-long vacation, had racked their brains and finally found coordinates deep in the Sea of Ashes.
Considering that the mirror had been obtained in the real world, and that the Bronze Headband, which came from the same place, contained a warning maxim apparently left behind by Ji Feng that also mentioned ashes,
Fu Qian felt that after the academy's research this time, the odds that the two things were mere coincidence had dropped considerably. Those coordinates were worth exploring.
Of course, even so, Fu Qian hadn't rushed off.
The destination was one thing. The process was what mattered.
That place might be special, but not in terms of its properties.
The key to this trip was finding an opportunity. It all came down to one thing—mysterious connections, with both sides drawn to each other.
Unfortunately, since officially entering the Sea of Ashes, Fu Qian hadn't sensed any fated connection.
It seemed the tangled threads of cause and effect he'd glimpsed under Blasphemy Monarch's suggestion were merely an illusion, created to deceive him.
This degree of bad luck hadn't been unexpected.
So Fu Qian's current strategy had been planned from the start: spread the news of his arrival, gather responses, and read the lay of the land.
For now, that meant bringing a boatload of guests and a mermaid to the Sea of Ashes.
Next, he would see what kind of disturbance they caused, and how the Sea