Chapter 1296: Verification Complete, Strengthening the Boss (6k)

Wen Yan anxiously waited for the dungeon refresh, remembering that Huafu Dajiang mentioned that even if the black curtain in the Old Dream swallowed everything, after the next day, the scanned Old Dream might restore itself.

According to this calculation, the cooldown might take a full day and night cycle.

And that Little Temple Statue Old Dream had indeed been verified by him and could be restored.

Wen Yan could only wait until tomorrow nightfall to try again.

The Black Box still hadn’t provided him with more matching results; the video he took had mountain and river terrains of a certain place, logically it should match well, but there are no results, which proves that the place might not be a normal environment, possibly some type of Domain.

A type of Domain does not need to use the real environment as a template.

This might be troublesome; it will be difficult to locate.

There’s no need to rush about this; it’s not Wen Yan’s specialty. Let the people from the Scorching Sun Department handle it. Once they find a clue, it can be easily followed.

The night passed, and early the next morning, Wen Yan was practicing boxing in the backyard, while Er Jingong was on the phone with his family. He cooperated with Wen Yan as a key to enter specific Old Dreams; it was real risk-taking. His family was unaware of these things and providing them some advantages and protection was quite a normal thing.

“As long as you’re settled, there’s no rush for school; studying at home is fine too. No need to be idle; you don’t have to rush to find something to do. There’s plenty of savings… Well, I’m doing something serious here, seriously serious business, you should believe me this time, right? Don’t ask where I am, just settle down well, don’t wander around.”

Er Jingong instructed his family, dissipating most of the anxiety in his heart.

Because his family wasn’t arranged to live in a big city, but rather in Virtue City, a small town far from the Northeast Commanderies, spanning the entire Divine Land north and south.

Distance isn’t the most crucial; the vital thing is, even Er Jingong felt that Virtue City was safer than the Capital City, at least for his family, ordinary people like them.

He followed Wen Yan, stayed in Virtue City for two days. Even though going to that strange place, Wen Yan took him far from here before he could enter it.

He saw outside the villa district, every street lamp had an Evil Ghost no one else could see hanging on it, and noticed several times that there seemed to be special situations in Virtue City.

And Wenyan Family members, each more peculiar than the other, only two living people in the whole house.

Even a chicken curses without using profanity.

Er Jingong understood that there might be places safer than Virtue City in Divine Land, but he didn’t know them.

The safe places he knew, like the Celestial Master Mansion and others, he surely had no qualification to go there. The places he knew and hoped to go were here, the safest. He could sleep peacefully here, believing his family should feel the same.

Now he was truly Fearless; in this world, one understood early that when it’s time to be afraid, be afraid. When it’s not, fear won’t help.

Here, everyone was relaxed; he hadn’t finished his call when he saw the Steward standing at the door, beckoning to him.

“It’s time to eat.”

That’s the place where Er Jingong felt most comfortable; here, no one cared about his past or what he did.

Meanwhile, in the backyard, Wen Yan was still cultivating, trying to break through the first door of manifestation.

The previous direction guidance didn’t have such an effect.

The clearest time was at the moment of crossing two Old Dreams. That guidance was incredibly clear, even showing what the road looked like.

But once past that moment, it actually disappeared.

Having crossed the aunt’s Old Dream twice, he received two temporary Blessings of Nevermore Lost. When returning home, the guidance, not present during normal times, appeared vaguely.

Though far less clear than inside the Old Dream, he already noted the initial trajectory route. Coupled with this vague Blessing, it was much better than brute force.

He thought, perhaps his Nevermore Lost had a hidden progress being enhanced, hence its effects improved.

Another possibility might be that there wasn’t a permanent strengthening, just because he had been guided.

Evidence for this speculation was that the routes not guided couldn’t be sensed now. At least the first guidance must be completed inside an Old Dream.

Now he’s attempting this, pushing the difficulty further, seeing if the guided route upon manifestation is feasible.

Ultimately, without actual validation, everything is futile.

If feasible, he can finalize the upcoming plan.

In his mind, the two mountains, the door in front of the mountains, with a very short path leading to it was the starting point Wen Yan had strained his neck to pop out during his first attempt.

His Power followed this route, extending from the back of his neck upwards; in his consciousness, Power extended to the door before that Stone Gate.

He focused intently on the manifested Stone Gate, letting Power follow the two corners of the Stone Gate, along the ravines, extending bit by bit. There were obstacles, but the feeling was like in his previous pioneering, where encountering the right path felt tough but didn’t have that head-banging-into-a-wall, wanting-to-die sensation.

Feeling this, Wen Yan’s heart settled back into his chest.