Unexpected Joy

West City Temple, Qingzhou City.

After pondering for a moment, Shi Lan began asking Old Hong about the basic situation in the area.

What she learned surprised her. The place she now found herself in was a "continent" stretching nearly ten thousand li, surrounded by an endless ocean.

The continent was ruled by a dynasty called Qianyuan. There were no powerful cultivators capable of moving mountains or filling seas, only a group of so-called martial artists. Even the strongest among them could face no more than a hundred men.

Against the Qianyuan Dynasty's thousand-strong cavalry formation, they would have to retreat. Thus, "using martial arts to defy the law" was not a common occurrence.

Upon learning this, Shi Lan carefully sensed the spiritual energy around her. Sure enough, it was incredibly faint, almost nonexistent.

When she had just awakened, she had assumed she couldn't sense spiritual energy because her cultivation had vanished. She hadn't expected it to be so scarce here.

The Qianyuan Dynasty had endured for over a thousand years, its rule firmly established. Thanks to several generations of diligent, capable rulers who had governed with tireless dedication, it was now at its peak, brimming with vitality.

To control a radius of ten thousand li was to control the entire continent.

Shi Lan had to take control of this continent within three years. First, she would have to deal with the Qianyuan Dynasty.

Difficult. Very difficult.

That was Shi Lan's assessment. For now, she was no more than an ordinary mortal. With spiritual energy so scarce and the system's functions unusable, restoring her cultivation in the short term was clearly unrealistic.

"Grr—"

The hunger in her stomach brought Shi Lan back to her senses. While they had been talking, the sun had already begun to set.

Old Hong and