It was late at night.
Chen Fan returned to the Mortal Domain and sat on the city wall of Cave One, gazing absently at the darkness overhead, spread out like a curtain across the sky. It was already March. Once this year's rainy season passed, the strange tide in Jiangbei would make landfall next year.
He did nothing.
He simply sat there, lost in thought.
Life did not have to be all hustle and bustle. Besides keeping your head down and working hard, it was just as important to look up and see the road ahead. The stars would guide you forward, though he had not seen any in a very long time.
This damned eternal night. He could not even see a single star.
A long while later.
A night breeze swept past. Chen Fan let out a long breath, shook his head with a smile, and rose. He climbed down from the city wall and headed toward the wooden hut, ready for bed. There was nothing else he needed to worry about for now.
All he had to do was patiently wait for things to wrap up on the "Spark Starting a Prairie Fire" front.
Time slipped by, little by little, and the Mortal Domain developed steadily with its passage.
The Mortal Domain had stood in Jiangbei for nearly three years.
And over those three years.
Many things had changed.
Aside from the changes in the Mortal Domain's overall strength, many small details had also been changing slowly, unnoticed. Big Fish, for instance. When he first met Chen Fan, he had looked about eighteen.
Nearly three years had passed.
Now he looked fifteen or sixteen, younger still.
Meanwhile—
Big Fish had rolled up his sleeves and was earnestly planting rice seedlings in the farmland of Sunset City, wading