Fang Che had not expected that an unintentional action would yield such fruitful results.
Previously, Bao Feiyu mentioned Wan Ling Zhi Forest, but was interrupted by Li Changkong.
Wan Ling Zhi Forest was vast, where could he even begin to search?
However, Fang Che understood that after Li Changkong's interjection, there was absolutely no hope of getting any information from Bao Feiyu.
Thus, his only option was to consult the archives.
Unexpectedly, the old man in the Dian Ji Building turned out to be so knowledgeable.
This was indeed a pleasant surprise.
Now, at least he had a target.
In his past life, he was a loose cultivator, skilled in cultivation but his knowledge was fragmented at best.
Daily risking his life in Jianghu, boasting about the extraordinary and the strange hardly provided systematic learning opportunities.
