Time: the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties.
Location: the Old City God Temple in Putian County.
The beggars, A Can, A Kui, and A Yu, arrived.
The moment the three landed, before they could even make out their surroundings, A Can and A Kui fell to their knees. The violent journey through spacetime had torn open several of their wounds.
Seeing this, Du Yu hurried over to help them up.
"Are you all right?"
"Y-yes..." A Can waved a hand. "Brother Yu, are we here?"
"We are." Du Yu nodded. "This is inside the Legend."
The two looked up. The entire street was in ruins, the houses dilapidated, the marketplace filthy and chaotic. Even the City God Temple, a symbol of faith, had been abandoned.
"Why does this place feel... less prosperous than the Inner Yellow Springs?" they asked.
"Well... I don't know either." Du Yu called out inwardly, "Sister Qianqiu, can you see me now?"
"Yes," Dong Qianqiu said. "You haven't entered the mist yet. I can see everything happening to you."
"Good. Why is this place so run-down?" Du Yu looked around. "This has to be the most dilapidated Legend I've ever seen..."
"That has to do with the era you're in. This is the transition between the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties. War and turmoil are everywhere, and the common people have been driven from their homes. But that doesn't have much to do with the Legend."
Du Yu nodded, then asked, "Where are the Seventh and Eighth Masters?"
"In the City God Temple right in front of you."
Supporting the Shame and Guilt Brothers, Du Yu entered the temple. It looked even more dilapidated than the street outside. What puzzled him was that the City God Temple's paint still looked new, yet the interior