Zhao Changhe was speaking the truth. Ever since the ancient Black Tortoise’s Atlas of Mountains and Rivers mentioned that the Heavenly Blood Jade he needed for his physique was in the Ancient Spirit Tribe, Zhao Changhe knew that he would have to make a trip there sooner or later.0

Now, it seemed that all the clues pointed in that direction—whether it was the third page of the Heavenly Tome, the Solaris Nimbus Leaves, or the exploration of the bridge between the current and previous eras.0

He had encountered many secret realms before, but they were all small-scale. A place where a large tribe lived was clearly a different scenario, essentially its own world. If he wanted to trace the previous era, visiting such a place was inevitable.0

Because of this, Zhao Changhe had been hesitant—not because of Sisi, but because he knew that this journey would take a long time, much longer than his trip to places like Kunlun.0

In gaming terms, this would be considered a large-scale raid or dungeon, requiring a team to raid for a month. If a wife had a baby and needed nursing, the whole raid group would fall apart. It was fundamentally different from the solo dungeons he had tackled before. Now, who had the patience to raid large dungeons? The thought of it made him reluctant...0