391: Chapter 391 Heading to the Sealed Land: System Notification, Emotional Values ​​Are Ready

The next day.

When Su Changge walked out from the depression, Zhao Tian had already been standing outside for an hour. His complexion was normal and his spirits were good; a Cultivator's Physique did not require much sleep in this kind of environment.

Ye Qingyao followed closely behind, her gait composed and her expression as cold and aloof as ever. However, when she emerged, there was a layer of something in her gaze as she looked at Su Changge's back that had not been there last night—a layer so faint that only she could perceive it.

Su Changge glanced at the sky. The sky of the Dragon Vein Ancient Continent remained that dark red hue. There was no sun, and changes in light were mainly distinguished by the density of the Evil Qi from the earth's veins; when the Evil Qi was thin, it was considered daytime, and when the Evil Qi was dense, it was considered nighttime.

"Let's go, heading to Duanlong Ravine."

Zhao Tian followed behind and asked, "Junior Martial Uncle, about how many days will it take to walk to Duanlong Ravine?"

"Three days."

"Three days... will that still be in time?"

Su Changge walked forward and gave one word.

"Yes."

[In time for what? Seven days total, three days for travel, which leaves four days after arrival. In those four days, I need to figure out the actual situation of the Seal, formulate a complete plan to act cool, ensure I don't mess up in front of everyone, and simultaneously deal with Liu Can's possible probes and other unpredictable variables...]

[Time is very tight. I'm panicking, but I cannot panic.]

He steadied his pace and walked forward.

The three of them began their journey.

The terrain of the Dragon Vein Ancient Continent was complex. Wastelands, rifts, dried rivers, and dead lakes—various landforms appeared alternately. The ground was often covered with hard crusts formed by condensed Evil Qi, which would shatter when stepped on, revealing the dark red soft soil beneath.

After walking for about half a day, Su Changge compared the route in his mind with the map in the Jade Slip, confirming that there was no deviation in direction.

At the same time, as he walked, he flipped through the detailed records regarding the Nine-Lock Dragon Suppression Formation in the Great Dao Scripture Pavilion in his mind.

In the memories of the Xuantian Old Ancestor, the Nine-Lock Dragon Suppression Formation had appeared more than once.

In those long one hundred thousand years, the Xuantian Old Ancestor had encountered at least three similar ancient sealing Formations. Once, he had personally broken a damaged Seven-Lock Formation, and the details in his memory were completely preserved. The method for determining the position of the Formation core, the torque ratio between the chains, and the steps and sequence for unsealing—Su Changge could retrieve all these things from the Scripture Pavilion.

He couldn't do it himself—those operations required at least a Mahayana Stage cultivation to complete—but he could understand every step, point out the key to every link, and strike a perfect "commanding" pose on the scene.

As for the rest, he would leave it to Ye Qingyao.

He polished this plan in his mind once more.

By the evening of the second day, the three passed through a dried-up river valley. On the cliffs on both sides of the valley, a large amount of dark red mineral veins were exposed, twisted in shape, as if they had been twisted by some immense force.

Su Changge stopped and glanced at the cliffs on both sides of the river valley.

The act of him stopping was different from his state while traveling before. When traveling, his steps were fast, and he made no unnecessary stops. But at this moment, he stopped, his gaze tracing the mineral veins on the cliffs, and that scrutinizing look held a kind of unforced seriousness.

Ye Qingyao stood still at his side, looking in the direction of his gaze.

She had already looked at the mineral veins on the cliff; there was nothing special about them, just the common Evil Qi mineral veins of the Dragon Vein Ancient Continent. But since Revered Master stopped to look, it meant there was something in there that she hadn't noticed.

What Su Changge was actually looking at was a piece of information that popped up in the Great Dao Scripture Pavilion. In the memories of the Xuantian Old Ancestor, this twisted form of mineral veins was an external manifestation of the disordered circulation of the Dragon vein's Spiritual Qi, and it had a direct relationship with the decay of the Seal.

"The Dragon Qi here has already reversed."

He said this and walked forward.

Zhao Tian stood frozen in place, glanced at the cliff, but couldn't see anything.

Ye Qingyao caught his words, re-examined the mineral veins on the cliff in her mind, and then her eyes lit up slightly.

The twisting direction of the mineral veins was indeed reversed, opposite to the normal flow of the Dragon vein's Spiritual Qi. If this kind of reversal occurred near the Seal, it meant that the power of the Seal had already begun to backlash against the Dragon vein.

It took her half a breath to process this thought.

[Revered Master determined it with just a single glance.]

[A casual remark from him is a conclusion that others might not reach even after decades of contemplation.]

Just at this moment, a vague perception stirred in the depths of his heart.

It was the System's auxiliary judgment.

It wasn't text, nor was it a sound; it was a "perception" on an instinctive level—the emotion points he had accumulated were enough.

Enough to release an active special effect.

Su Changge noted this perception, kept his expression unchanged, and continued walking forward.

[emotion points are enough. Good, I have a trump card for the seven-day appointment.]

[Although the damage of those special effects is zero.]

[But who cares about damage? For something like Face, as long as the show is impressive, that's enough.]