Jiang Wang, on his way, still didn't know that his creditor had tracked him down to Wudong Island. It wasn't that he was deliberately trying to dodge the debt; he'd genuinely forgotten about it for a while.
Ever since returning from the Lost Realm, his attention had been fixed on the End of the World Terrace. And when he thought of debts, the first things that came to mind were the debts incurred there.
Ice Phoenix Island lay in the northern reaches of the Near-Sea Archipelago. It snowed there all year round, and the glaciers never melted.
To be honest, it was a bitterly cold place, far from the prosperous parts of the Near-Sea Archipelago. Its resources were relatively meager, too. The Shimen Li Clan had entered the overseas territories rather late.
Unlike the Great Marsh Tian Clan, which had been among the very first to answer the Qi Court's call to develop overseas territories and had flourished more than most other Aristocratic Clans.
As a latecomer, while the other powers were locked in fierce battles over the central regions, the Shimen Li Clan had chosen a different path, starting from the fringes.
But only a clan tempered in a harsh place like Stone Gate Prefecture could face the bitter cold with such composure—and have the courage to open up a barren land.
On glaciers as hard as stubborn rock, they had carved out the future of a top clan.
Ice Phoenix Island was now well developed. Its environment also suited Li Fengyao's Supernatural Power exceptionally well, making it an ideal place for her cultivation. As a result, she spent some time there almost every year, and the island was now more or less under her management.
The Dragon-Bone Boat sailed north.
Jiang Wang's connection with Li Longchuan had begun