After returning to the inn, Shang Xiangyu pondered repeatedly but still couldn't make sense of it. However, he soon set the matter aside.
His time was limited, and thirty-six Blood Spring Pills would only last him half a year at most. With unknown changes in between, he had no time to attend to anything else.
Days and months passed swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had gone by.
Pan Yong had long vanished from the world. Even with a Sea Arrest Document issued across the entire region, how could they catch someone who essentially didn't exist?
On this day, Yang Yi once again arrived at the bamboo building in the mountain hollow.
It was early morning, and Yang Sixuan had someone summon him.
Yang Sixuan stood by the window of the bamboo building, looking at the faint light over the bamboo forest and listening to the birds chirping from the woods...
Yang Yi stood behind him.
