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The official road was like the roots of an ancient tree, winding through the Black Water Mountain Range and splitting it into fragments large and small.

Huaiyu Town was located at one of the points where the roots of the official road twisted together.

Its branching root-roads numbered over a hundred.

Little West Village was built on the point of one of those tiny branches.

Fang Cheng traveled cautiously the entire way. Only after walking for the better part of half a day did he finally leave the branching side path and step onto the Black Stone official road, wide enough for a single carriage to pass.

Once he entered the broad official road, his expression clearly relaxed considerably. No longer worried that stirring his qi and blood would draw the spying gaze of weird creatures, he circulated his qi and blood, and his whole body sped forward like a sharp sword.

Along the way, he encountered many martial artists heading toward the town, but they all kept a certain distance from one another. No one spoke up to strike up a conversation; they only hurried on with all their might.

And after sensing Fang Cheng's aura as a Rising Yang realm martial artist, the passersby all withdrew to the side, lowering their heads humbly to send him off.

A short while later.

An orange-red glow appeared in Fang Cheng's eyes. As he drew ever closer, at the end of the Black Stone official road, between two mountains, an enormous orange-red dome of light appeared, covering a vast area with no end in sight.

"Huaiyu Town. Finally here—"

Joy surfaced in his eyes, and he let out a light breath. After hesitating for a moment, he restrained his qi and blood, disguised himself as an ordinary villager, and slowly walked