What did it mean to wear out iron shoes searching in vain, only to find what you sought without the slightest effort?
Today, Su Ping finally experienced it.
After thousands of years of seas turning into mulberry fields, changes to the land were only natural. Even the old terrain and topography could have changed, let alone place names.
Before the Wu Dynasty was established, the Nanzhao Kingdom had been a power on the land of the Nine Provinces after the Great Qian Dynasty. Though it had stirred up some waves, expecting many people to trace its roots because of that was impossible in itself.
Besides, this so-called Elm Ridge was now on the outskirts even of the Dragon Nation, whose territory extended farther south.
Back then, the Nanzhao Kingdom had occupied only a small part of Dian-Tibet. How could they possibly locate this place?
But Su Ping had never imagined that this place, which seemed to be nothing more than Lady Liu's private residence and living quarters while guarding the frontier, was precisely the Elm Ridge of nearly two thousand years ago.
Su Ping promptly gave the Poison Saint a thumbs-up:
"Lady Liu, your eyes really do burn like torches! Choosing this place as your residence-you and that King of Nanzhao from two thousand years ago truly are heroes who see eye to eye!"
The girl rolled her eyes at him:
"Stop buttering me up, brat! I can't compare with that King of Nanzhao. He was the genuine foremost Saint Spirit Tier Poison type Beast Tamer of the past two thousand years, with only one last paper-thin barrier separating him from Legend.
"I'm merely at Saint Spirit Third Rank right now. I still have a long way to go!"
At this point, the girl suddenly raised an eyebrow:
"Stop changing