Central Province Continent, West Xing Island.
As an obligatory stop on the route from the Eastern Isles to the Central Province Continent, West Xing Island saw cultivators passing through its Teleportation Array in swarms like carp crossing a river. There were always plenty in sight.
However, the vast majority of these cultivators bound for the Central Province Continent could only stay briefly before returning the way they had come.
They had no right to permanent residence.
The Central Province Continent was unquestionably a sacred land of cultivation. Besides behemoths such as the Twelve Ancient Sects, it also housed hundreds of first-rate factions, each with a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator presiding over it.
Meanwhile, cultivators from other continents were almost all below the Golden Core Stage. Securing a foothold here was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
"A little mishap happened the last time I came to West Xing Island. So much time has passed that it should be fine now..."
Lin Mo stepped out of the Teleportation Array. Recalling his encounter with the young Daoist nun Jingxi all those years ago, he could not help smiling knowingly.
Back then, Jingxi had taken on the role of a female thief, stealing Esoteric Buddhism's lost golden bowl back from the Dharma Flower Sect. She had then guided Lin Mo and the others, bringing their journey through the Western Region to a successful conclusion.
Setting foot on West Xing Island again brought the incident to mind unbidden. He wondered whether the bounty issued by the Twelve Ancient Sects had led them to pursue Esoteric Buddhism.
"Zhuge Fengming's divination results all pointed to the Twelve Ancient Sects."
Beside Lin Mo, Xue Qingcheng wore a grave expression on her pretty face. She said quietly, "In a one-on-one fight, I naturally have nothing to fear. But