Darren kept running without taking any rest. He had no more rune papers to help him now. If a cultivator of the Wonder Realm, or even some cultivators of the Mysterious Realm caught up with him, he would certainly get killed.
He ran as farther west as he could. By the time he took the time to stop to take a breath, he had already run for hundreds of miles.
The ancient parchment scroll Hailey left him included the location of the eight Holy Lands in the world and he had read that the Dragon Holy Land and the Lotus Holy Land were in the west. One of the reasons why Darren headed towards west was to find his sister.
'I wonder how Elsa is doing. Every time I think about her, the sword core in my elixir field would react. Very interesting. I wonder if it's because we absorbed the same sword intent when we worked on our sword cores. So we can feel each other now. Is that it?' Darren mused.
Gaining new strengthened determination from the thought, he set off again, walking towards west. His feeling told him that he would also find Elsa in the west. He wasn't certain if his feeling was right or wrong, but it was better than going with nothing.
A few hours of walking later, Darren found a prosperous city at the foot of a mountain.
After having climbed over several mountains, it felt like it was almost heaven-sent for him to find such a perfect place for a respite. He then leaped into the air and landed in front of the city.
"Andor City! What a big city!" he delightedly exclaimed. As he walked into the city, he found that the place was much more lively and bustling than Acqua City. There were people and merchants anywhere he looked.
Darren roamed around for a while and later stumbled upon a restaurant where the food for sale contained spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
At the center of the restaurant hall, a middle-aged man with a moustache was earning a living, holding a storytelling spectacle of sorts.
The man leaned forward, trying to intrigue his audience. "One moment, the boy held up his sword. The next second, bright purple lightning appeared around the sword! When the lightning cleared out, the boy had changed into a giant, a colossus!" The man stretched out his arms for extra theatrics and continued, "The moment he brandished his sword, the weather changed and the earth shook. His opponents, the cultivators of the Wonder Realm, were frightened out of their shit…"
"That's so ridiculous! How is that even possible? It's all bullshit! How stupid do you think we are?" someone from the audience interrupted.
"Yeah! It's so dramatic, but I like it," another stated.
"Hey, you! If that story is really true, then what's the boy's name and where does he come from?" another one challenged.
"Ha-ha!" the man chuckled. He stroked his moustache, leaning forward once again, as if he was about to tell the audience a secret. "You want to know his name and where he comes from? I know that of course," he went on.
He picked up the cup beside him and took a sip of tea, slowly tasting it, taking his time.
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