In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
The aftermath of the upheaval between planes gradually subsided. The floods had mostly receded, and rebuilding had begun everywhere.
The mortal world might need a long time to recover, but rebuilding was easy for cultivators. At worst, they could simply move somewhere else.
After the continents merged, many new landforms had been squeezed up in the region formerly occupied by the Silent Sea. All were unclaimed, free for anyone to choose.
The people of Tianbao Peak, for instance, had moved to a new mountain.
Chen Ling'er had wanted to move Tianbao Peak over in its entirety, but Chen Lin thought that would cause too much of a stir and had not done so.
Their new headquarters occupied all dozen or so mountains in the area. A large top-grade spiritual vein had been relocated there and stabilized with formations, and many exotic flowers and herbs and rare trees had been transplanted as well. In time, its environment would be even better than Tianbao Peak's.
Of course, aside from relocating the spiritual vein, all of this had been done by their subordinates under Chen Ling'er's supervision. She had also named the place the Yucai Sect.
Chen Lin did not mind. He had spent his time with Cheng Lingdie, studying the wall inscription with her.
"My lord, we've now identified more than half of it. I feel this passage seems to be describing a place."
Cheng Lingdie drew her gaze away from the rubbing of the inscription and looked at Chen Lin as she spoke.
"A place?"
Chen Lin murmured to himself. It seemed quite possible.
If it really described a location, that location was most likely somewhere in the nightmare realm scenario inside the node. In that case, the design on the