The sheepskin parchment puffed up her cheeks in a huff, glaring at Fang Yue with her arms folded angrily.
[Stupid Fang Yue! I'm not talking to you anymore!!]
She was already tired from using so much of her power, so she immediately lay down on the bed and turned her back to Fang Yue, pulling the covers over herself.
"Are you asleep?"
[I'm asleep!!]
Fang Yue scratched his head. If she wanted to sleep, fine—but why did she have to yell so loudly?
To be honest, he had no clue about the Heavenly Lock.
Of the few things Myriad Laws Immortal had said, the only one Fang Yue thought he understood was Underworld Spring.
Underworld Spring: at its upper end lay Underworld Spring Bridge, and at its lower end hid the Other Shore Flower.
The Other Shore Flower was exactly what Lord Han had long yearned for: the one thing that could break through the restrictions of one's spiritual root and make one an Immortal.
But Fang Yue had traveled across nearly half of the Qing Kingdom, and he hadn't found the slightest information about any of this.
If Lord Han hadn't been so certain, Fang Yue would have started to wonder whether Underworld Spring was nothing more than a legend.
He sighed. There was no point thinking about it now.
He had a vague feeling that his knowledge was simply too limited. Perhaps one day, if he could reach legendary places like Underworld Spring, Nine Abyss, Sky Sea, and Myriad Clouds, he might learn something.
For now, he should try to get back into the game.
Fang Yue lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes.
"System notification: Account abnormality. You cannot log in at this time. Please wait a moment."
Fang Yue: ...
The Game Watch