Five Finger Mountain

Five Finger Mountain!

At the name, Chen Fan's heart jolted violently.

His first reaction was that it was impossible. How could Five Finger Mountain appear in this realm? Bald Bird had once mentioned that the mountain was in the Immortal Realm, and that it had another name—Five Elements Mountain.

Chen Fan looked at the burly man, suspicion rising in his heart. He suspected the man was lying, for everything seemed far too strange. Ordinary mortals appearing in a world of ruins was already a thought-provoking matter in itself.

Yet the burly man looked honest and simple, as though he were genuinely pondering Chen Fan's question. He did not seem to be lying.

Chen Fan did not press further about Five Finger Mountain. Instead, he looked at the burly man and asked, "You said earlier that your ancestors mentioned this village was saved by the Buddha. Roughly how many years ago did your ancestors live?"

The burly man froze. He had thought Chen Fan would be interested in Five Finger Mountain and had been racking his brains for information about it. He had not expected Chen Fan to ask about the village instead.

His brow furrowed slightly, as though the question had stumped him.

After several breaths, the burly man finally shook his head. "That's hard to say. I only know it was a very long time ago. But I can look through the ancestral records. They may not go back that far, but perhaps some of the later ancestors left notes behind."

"Alright." Chen Fan nodded.

Only then did the burly man rise and head into the room. Several breaths later, he emerged carrying a thick ancient book. It was so worn that even its cover had fallen apart, yet when opened, the writing within remained clear.

Seeing the ancient