Western Ox-He Continent, Huangliang City.
Time was always rather strange. Sometimes it seemed to pass quickly, yet at other times it felt as though nothing had changed.
As Chu Xingchen strolled through the city, he still had some recollection of it. The damage here had been fairly severe back then, and naturally, some places looked different after the reconstruction, but traces of the old city remained in its overall layout.
This time, the person accompanying Chu Xingchen was not Bai Xuanling.
With a sword at her waist, Xie Lingyu followed beside Chu Xingchen at an equally leisurely pace.
Yuankong had returned to the Heavenly Derivation Sect with nothing else to do, so Xie Lingyu could naturally extricate herself as well.
Li Yingling had sent word that she seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. With Heavenly Fortune leading the way, Chu Xingchen was naturally willing to believe that this extraordinary thing was most likely genuinely extraordinary.
Rather than observing the situation on the Western Ox-He Continent, the ultimate weapon that was Bai Xuanling was better off paying a visit to Li Yingling and her extraordinary discovery.
"Is that your asshole growing on your face? If you can't watch where you're going, can't you fucking smell? Can't you smell someone this big?"
"Fuck, something that stinks worse than dogshit thinks it deserves a sniff from my asshole?"
"I'll fuck your..."
"Your fucking..."
Hearing this exchange, Chu Xingchen could not help shaking his head slightly-now that was the right flavor. This was the genuine Western Ox-He Continent.
Without a couple of curses on the streets, that particular feeling would have been missing.
Xie Lingyu had clearly never visited the Western Ox-He Continent. Unaccustomed to these local customs of expressing one's thoughts so purely and directly, she wore a rather varied succession of little