"Oh, right. Did you ask whether Jingyuan City used to be some big-shot Divine Cultivator's fishpond?"
Wen Xu shook his head. "I didn't get the chance." Time had been short. He had barely managed to pass the news to Her Majesty Zhaoxia, let alone ask about Jingyuan City's past. Surely the people outside knew far more than they did.
If those people arrived in time and uncovered the cause of the flooding, their sect mission would be complete. If not, he had a jade slip from his master. At the very least, staying alive would not be a problem.
**
The three of them had been in the city for half a month. During that time, besides fighting the floods by day, Chen Zui had been diving into the rivers to search for anything unusual underwater, while Wen Xu and Bian Chunchou had been looking through the city for surviving ruins of the Divine Temple.
Wen Xu had thought they would find nothing. But to his surprise—
"You're saying there might be ruins of the Divine Temple underwater?"
Chen Zui nodded. "And all of Jingyuan City's waterways are connected. The Shattered Jade River lies downstream, where the water level isn't very high. But to test my theory, I also dived into seven major rivers downstream, including the Shattered Jade River."
Such efficient legwork. Bian Chunchou could not help giving him a thumbs-up. "So which river are the ruins under?"
Chen Zui shook his head. "Not one particular river. Every stretch of river hit by the floods."
"Huh?"
"Who said a Divine Temple had to be a building constructed for worship?"
Wen Xu and Bian Chunchou: ...That made perfect sense. There was no arguing with it. The limits of their vision really did define their world.
"You're right. We were too