Another blink of an eye, and two days have passed.
Firewood's blaze has spread across the land.
At various trial locations across the Nine-State, the firewood burns, and its spread is foreseeable.
Ning Zheng has also realized that she underestimated the historical significance of firewood.
After all, no matter how powerful our divine techniques are, in terms of strategic influence and advancing civilization, they don't compare to a tenth of the effect of firewood.
"No wonder they chose Xin Xichen."
Ning Zheng sat cross-legged in the room beneath the Sword Casting Manor, constantly pondering.
During this period, Ning Jiaojiao and Sun Moon Su Yuniang have been deep within the Ten Thousand Feet Sea Abyss, hunting wilds, slaying giant sea embers monsters, then stitching them together, studying her True Dragon physique and organ reconstruction.
They exercise their combat skills, following the traditional cultivator path; this wild monster hunting is almost an essential pathway.
