125: Set off to Lingguo

Leaving the main house, and after bidding farewell to Chen Heguang and his Aunt, Jiang Lan headed towards the Demon Suppression Division.

His current location was not far from the Demon Suppression Division; for an ordinary person, it would take about two quarters of an hour to walk.

But Jiang Lan was no longer an ordinary person. Even without intentionally speeding up, he arrived at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Division in less than half a cup of tea's time.

Entering the Demon Suppression Division, Jiang Lan went straight to where Bai Yu was.

Upon reaching the entrance, the guards clearly recognized Jiang Lan and let him pass directly.

Hearing the commotion, Bai Yu also opened the door from inside the hall and came out. Seeing Jiang Lan, he was momentarily startled, then his expression returned to normal.

"Brother Jiang, an Immortal Master truly conceals his abilities..."

Jiang Lan waved his hand.

"What kind of Immortal Master?"

Seemingly guessing why Jiang Lan had come, Bai Yu directly invited him inside.

"Brother Jiang, please wait a moment."

After speaking, Bai Yu opened a nearby cabinet and took out a black scabbard from it.

He handed the scabbard to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan took it and examined it carefully.

The scabbard was entirely dark black, with no patterns on its surface. Its material was neither metal nor wood, and it felt very unique to the touch.

"This scabbard isn't made of scales, is it? How can it have no patterns?"

Bai Yu smiled.

"That's his secret technique, I'm not sure either. But I told him your requirements: even if a red-hot iron block is placed inside, the outside will not feel the slightest bit abnormal."

Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow.

That was quite miraculous.

He drew the long saber from his waist and inserted it into the Flood Dragon Scale Scabbard.

It fit perfectly, as if it were a match made in heaven.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan nodded with satisfaction.

Putting aside everything else, the craftsmanship was excellent.

He cupped his hands and said to Bai Yu, "Thank you."

"What are you being polite for? It's only right; I even benefited from you." As he spoke, Bai Yu pulled up his sleeve, revealing a dark black armguard underneath.

The armguard and the scabbard looked identical, both appearing to be made of a material that was neither metal nor wood. Under the sunlight, their surfaces reflected a faint, deep luster.

"Not bad."

Jiang Lan nodded.

It seemed that Bai Yu's acquaintance with this craftsman was no simple matter.

"If there are still suitable Materials, can he make other things?"

Bai Yu's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Of course he can. He has no other hobbies, he just likes to collect rare Materials, especially those from demons and monsters. So, Brother Jiang, do you have any?"

"Uh..." Jiang Lan paused, "Not now, but I probably will in a while."

"Ah." Bai Yu's expression looked a bit disappointed, but he quickly adjusted and said:

"It's fine, Brother Jiang. If you get suitable Materials, just come back and find me."

Jiang Lan nodded.

"Then I'll trouble Marquis Dingyuan."

"Hey..." Bai Yu waved his hand, "What's there to trouble?"

After a few more casual chats, Jiang Lan bid farewell to Bai Yu.

Arriving at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Division, he turned his head and looked inside.

He had already given instructions to Yu Zhi and the other two yesterday, so he didn't specifically go to say goodbye.

Looking at the familiar gate of the Demon Suppression Division, a complex emotion flashed in Jiang Lan's eyes.

Although there wasn't a strong emotional fluctuation, it would certainly be unrealistic to say he felt nothing at all.

After staring at the gate for a while, Jiang Lan turned and left.

Passing by a familiar pavilion, the familiar greeting did not come.

Initially, Jiang Lan was a little surprised, but he quickly realized that the owner of that voice was currently in his residence.

Smiling, Jiang Lan no longer lingered and turned to walk towards outside the city.

Arriving outside the city, he opened the map he carried with him.

His current location was in the capital of Yan Country, which was in the due north on the map.

To reach Ling Country, he needed to travel south, passing through Wu Country, Yue Country, Sheng Country, Yuan Country, and Mo Country, before finally arriving at his destination, Ling Country.

According to Jiang Lan's estimation, if he wanted to reach the boundary between Ling Country and the demon lands, the distance would probably be over 20,000 kilometers.

When he estimated before, his speed using Flood Dragon Swim was about fifty kilometers per hour.

At that time, he had not yet entered Mortal Shedding.

But now, he possessed the strength of a Mortal Shedding Peak.

His speed was naturally incomparable to before.

His current speed was more than double what it was previously.

If he traveled at full speed, one hundred kilometers per hour would be no problem.

If the journey was 20,000 kilometers, it would only take two hundred hours.

Ten hours a day, for twenty days.

This time, while not short, was also less than a month.

Including time spent on the road and accommodation, a month would be more than enough to reach the destination.

Jiang Lan looked up, confirmed his direction, and then headed south.

It was daytime, and there were almost no people on the official road. While there were some carriages and horses, encountering one or two in two quarters of an hour was considered a lot.

Jiang Lan activated Flood Dragon Swim, and his speed immediately increased by several levels.

The whistling hurricane brushed past his ears. This speed was basically equivalent to a car driving at full speed on a modern highway.

Of course, this was without exceeding the speed limit.

The scenery in front of him rapidly receded in his vision.

This was only possible because Jiang Lan, as a Mortal Shedding practitioner, had the physical qualities to handle it. If it were an ordinary person, their Physical Body moving at such a high speed would not be able to withstand the immense pressure on their bones and muscles, likely resulting in instant disability.

Moreover, after entering Mortal Shedding, his five senses had also greatly improved, so whether he encountered obstacles or people, Jiang Lan could react and dodge instantly.

In fact, even if he didn't dodge, with his current Physical Body strength, nothing would happen to him.

But whatever he collided with might be in trouble.

In less than two quarters of an hour, a familiar city appeared before Jiang Lan.

It was the prefecture city of Jianchang Prefecture, where Lin Zifeng resided.

However, Jiang Lan had no intention of entering and continued on his journey.

Since he had decided to go to Ling Country as quickly as possible, he certainly couldn't waste time on things like finding people to reminisce with.

Jiang Lan planned to travel until nightfall, stopping wherever he ended up, then finding a place nearby to stay and continuing his journey when it was light.

Resuming his journey, he followed the official road south.

However, official roads were not everywhere.

After Jianchang Prefecture, the originally wide road narrowed considerably. In some places, it was even difficult for carriages to pass, and the road was much more rugged.

This was unavoidable; after all, productivity hadn't reached that level, so it was impossible for there to be highways everywhere like in the world Jiang Lan had come from.

Having a rugged path was already good enough.

If he went further, there might not even be rugged paths anymore.

With the road not as wide, Jiang Lan's speed unconsciously slowed down a bit.

It seemed his previous assumptions were a bit too idealistic.

This small path already slowed him down considerably, and in the future, he might even need to clear his own path, which would definitely make his speed even slower.

When he first set off, he thought he would reach Ling Country in a month.

Now it seemed that this time would probably have to double.