Lü Chunyang nodded. The Four Great Continents were unimaginably vast, with countless blessed lands and grotto-heavens, and no shortage of immortals living in seclusion across the various regions.
Yang Huaiyin simply felt somewhat lost for the future. History had completely changed, suddenly giving him a fear of facing the unknown.
Asking the way as we searched, and searching as we asked along the way, we handled asking ghosts and deities quite well on this trip—Loli Xi and I split up into two groups; I tossed coins while she questioned ghosts, her gaze telling me where to go, and then I used this mouth of mine to lead everyone onto the broad and bright path.
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