No one knew how long Ye Yu flew before he arrived at a small mountain town, where an inexplicable sense of familiarity rose within him.
He immediately reined in his aura and slowly descended.
Even Ye Yu himself had not expected that he would remain there for an entire month.
This place was cut off from the outside world. Most of the townsfolk had migrated here from the former Great Qin Dynasty.
Ye Yu opened a pharmacy there and changed his name to Xu Wangchen. For the past month, he had lived here, embracing a peaceful life.
Early that morning, a cannon blast suddenly resounded through the sky, and the entire town seemed to go mad at once.
"Little Ya, what happened?" Ye Yu stepped out of the pharmacy, caught hold of a child, and asked.
"Oh, Mr. Xu! We got one, we got one! Our town has produced a Third Place Scholar!" Little Ya cried excitedly, then ran off in a carefree rush to see the Third Place Scholar.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Yu followed.
What Ye Yu had not expected was that this Third Place Scholar was an old man whose beard had already turned white.
Great Flame's system promoted those with ability and did not care about age.
At that moment, the Third Place Scholar sat atop a tall horse, followed by several servants who periodically scattered candy and copper coins to either side.
His face was wreathed in smiles, and he was utterly delighted. For a time, his glory was boundless.
Yet as Ye Yu watched this scene, his gaze sharpened. He could sense that the Third Place Scholar's life force was already exceedingly weak. He had reached the end of his oil and his lamp had run dry.
With a soft sigh, Ye