Night fell, and Xiao Yan was carefully reading the scroll Yao Lao had given him.
"The information recorded in the scroll essentially states that the Yin-Yang Twin Flames are located within the ruins left behind by a Dou Sheng Expert named the Yin-Yang Evil Saint.
The Yin-Yang Evil Saint lived several thousand years ago. Neither wholly righteous nor wholly evil, he acted as he pleased and was once renowned throughout the Central Plains for practicing dual cultivation.
Legend has it that, at his peak, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint had lovers in almost every sect in the Central Plains, great and small."
"A true man should live like that!" Xiao Yan could not help sighing as he read the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's biography, then continued reading.
Besides having countless lovers and excelling at dual cultivation, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint was also an outstanding alchemist. Most of the pill recipes he created were things that aided bedroom affairs.
Pills such as the Six-Flavor Earth Emperor Pill, which was now widespread across the continent, were all his creations. In the Central Plains of several thousand years ago, this Dou Sheng had been immensely famous, one of the most romantic figures of his age.
Yet one day, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint, who had always mingled in the Sea of Flowers of the Central Plains, suddenly vanished without a trace, never to be seen again."
His bed partners-no, his beloved confidantes-had practically turned the entire Central Plains upside down looking for him, but never found any trace of him.
Only several thousand years later did the space the Yin-Yang Evil Saint had created gradually collapse, and the ruins he left behind finally fell onto the Fertile Plains.
Xiao Yan already had a rough understanding of what made the Ancient City so strange: entering the Yang