“West Houndhill?” As a keyboard warrior who used to hang out in forums in his previous life, Zu An was vaguely aware of this name. It seemed to be an auspicious ancestral land of the Qin Royal Family.

But still, why can’t you just tell me what I’m heading to the West Doghill for? Why are experts like you so fond of acting so secretively? Do you actually think that it makes you appear wise?

“Remember, you must bring Tai’e with you to West Houndhill,” instructed the man in the dragon robe.

“Why?” asked Zu An.

“Tai’e is the key into West Houndhill.”

“Key?”

Zu An looked at the sword in his hand as he wondered just how large the door must be to require such a massive key.

“Of course, I won’t assign you a task without compensation. Sealed in Tai’e is the first half of the Primordial Origin Sutra. It can temper your body, and has strong cleansing and restorative effects. It should be of great help to you.”

“Primordial Origin Sutra?” repeated Zu An. 

The name alone made it seem likely that it was something formidable. He could care less about the tempering and cleansing effects, but the restorative effect was something that he was in dire need of at the moment.

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