Two Resounding Slaps

Western Ridge was vast. If its mountains and forests were included, it was far more sprawling than even the Eastern Continent.

After making inquiries, they learned that the Yin-Yang Great Sect's headquarters stood in the central region of Western Ridge, where its fortune was at its strongest—very, very far from Ye Qiu and the others.

By Ye Qiu's reckoning, even if he flew without sleep or rest, it would take him ten days to half a month to reach it.

And according to what Dan Fourteen had said, Tang Ni only had one month at most.

If they spent half a month reaching the Yin-Yang Great Sect, then sought the Yin-Yang Grass, any mishap could cause them to miss the deadline.

That definitely would not do.

However, even though Western Ridge had branches of the Divine Forging Hall and Star Pavilion, Ye Qiu was still reluctant to take a teleportation array.

It was better not to expose their whereabouts too early.

After all, forces such as the Dragon Clan and Immortal Gathering Tower also had branches here.

Naturally, the fewer troubles, the better.

He sank into thought, and in that state, he made his way to a tall, imposing restaurant.

It was called Three Crowns Tower.

Crowning three eras.

The name represented its ancient history and its consistently sterling reputation. It was a genuine time-honored establishment.

There were two reasons for coming here. First, Chen Chi was exhausted in both body and mind and kept clamoring for food and drink.

Second, Ye Qiu intended to see whether he could gather any better ideas.

This place was high-end, and those entering and leaving were all dignitaries and nobles. They naturally had more solutions than ordinary people.

Still, the prices were terrifyingly high. A table with only a few dishes cost over