Although he was continuing the previous scenario, Zhou You had not been dropped back where he had left off. Instead, he was in distant Qi Prefecture—to be more specific... this place was practically beyond the frontier passes.
Zhou You immediately unleashed a torrent of abuse at the Black Book. But once he was done cursing, there was nothing he could do except swallow his frustration and follow the road toward the nearest likely destination.
The Myriad Dharma Mountain.
Before leaving, he had told his remaining disciples that if anything happened, they could seek refuge with Chen Luo. The giant owed him his life, and given his temperament, he would take them in no matter what once he heard they were Zhou You's people.
But there was a problem.
He really... did not know this region.
The Han Lands in this world encompassed a full fifty-six prefectures. And with Sinister Objects running rampant, not only was communication between prefectures frequently cut off, but sects kept relocating. The result was...
Zhou You had traveled for half a month without finding the Myriad Dharma Mountain's precise location. All he knew was that it lay south of Pine Forest County—but how far south, he had no idea.
As for that Tianyuan Conference...
That was even more mysterious. Everyone seemed to know it was about to begin, yet he could not find a single person who knew where it would be held!
Fuck, does it even exist?
Zhou You sighed. Ignoring the increasingly clammy chill in the room, he took a piece of dried meat from inside his robe and began chewing. There was indeed rice in the rice jar, pickled vegetables in the crock, and even firewood beside the stove, ready for kindling. But the problem was...
He did not want a single bite