Zhu Yi and Zhou Fan discussed a lot of the possibilities. Most likely, there were some areas in the world with higher Qi density. They could be secretly occupied by the sects around the world. Still, it would be surprising if that was the truth and Zhu Yi did not know.
He first decided to go towards the Writing sect. Perhaps he could get some info from Wen Si. He flew very quickly, as expected of someone at the 6th level of the nascent soul realm.
He soon arrived at the Writing sect. A core formation realm cultivator came up and the same situation as last time repeated. For Zhu Yi, more than a thousand years had passed. However, for those in the Writing sect, it had only been a little more than 200 years.
Zhu Yi explained that he was here to meet Wen Si, and the man led him to the same building as before.
As soon as Zhu Yi saw Wen Si, he could tell that he was deep in the Core Formation realm. Wen Si spoke to him naturally.
"Hello! You've entered the nascent soul realm? Congrats. We haven't talked since the inheritance. I was wondering why you hadn't found me."
Zhu Yi paused. He felt a sense of horror. Whatever was happening, it was far beyond his understanding. He instantly decided to hold all questions. It didn't feel safe here. Zhou Fan also became serious.
"Hello Wen Si. We meet again. You too have progressed."
"Indeed. My talent is not too bad."
"But, Wen Si, how did you do so well with the Qi density in this world?"
Wen Si paused. He stopped moving completely. Not even his heart was beating. It was as if time had been stopped.
Zhu Yi felt another sense of horror.
After a full minute, Wen Si showed a confused look. "What did you say just now? I don't think I quite heard it."
Zhu Yi did not dare say anything else. "I asked how you've been living."
Wen Si smiled. "I've been doing great."
"That's good. Actually, I've just remembered that I have some business to attend to. Later."
Much to Wen Si's confusion, Zhu Yi turned around and left. He soon flew out of the Writing sect. Once he was out of their sight, he immediately flew as fast as he could.
He only stopped after an entire day had passed.
He looked at Zhou Fan. He had experienced true fear today.
"Something horrifying is happening in this world. It has to do with changing memories, so someone extremely powerful must be involved. In order to successfully reach the soul formation realm, you need to find a place with a higher density of Qi, but I don't think you can get involved with such a thing." Zhou Fan said.
Zhu Yi agreed completely. Whatever was happening was something beyond his understanding. "But, what else is there to do?"
Zhou Fan also had this question. They both thought long and hard on this matter.
They said ideas to each other, but hardly anything was even slightly feasible.
Even after multiple days passed, they could think of nothing. Demonic methods, arrays, using the river of cultivation, etc, everything just seemed impossible or so highly unlikely and dangerous that it was not worth considering.
"I think we need more information. Everything we can try to do now is impossible." Zhou Fan eventually said.
Zhu Yi nodded.
He began to travel around the world.
As he did so, Zhou Fan thought. His number one idea had been an array that could solve the Qi density issue. Unfortunately, even ignoring Zhu Yi's horrible array talent, he simply did not have the cultivation to set up such an array.
And, even if there was a nascent soul realm array that could do so, it would not be very effective. It would use up more spirit stones than it was worth for a tiny increase. And, once again, doing that was already impossible.
Zhou Fan wished that Zhu Yi was born in the great world. Rather, it would be better if he had at least been born in an area with greater Qi density.
Zhu Yi, though fast, moved around the world slowly. Every village or city he came across, he would try to find rumors or stories that foretold of special places.
Upon hearing them, he would go and look for them, but never find them. Then, he would continue to the next place.
No matter how small the hope was, Zhu Yi tried it. There was no other option.
Like this, Zhu Yi moved around for 50 years years.
One day, he came upon a small village. It was independent from any nation or higher organization. It was in the middle of nowhere.
Zhu Yi did not even understand how it was formed. Still, no matter how low the possibility, Zhu Yi walked around.
Night fell, and a group of kids gathered around a campfire. An elder held a book and told them a story.
"Long ago, there was a man named Chen Jie…"
It was a classic fairytale involving Chen Jie. While it was surprising that such a random and small place knew about his existence, it was not anything too abnormal.
However, as Zhu Yi listened, he heard a detail that had never been mentioned.
"It is said that Chen Jie built the White Palace over a legendary spring of Qi. This spring allowed him to cultivate faster, propelling him forward…"
Zhu Yi's eyes widened. If this was true, then it was exactly what he needed.
He listened to the rest of the story, but nothing else seemed abnormal.
Zhu Yi thought about everything, and decided to take the risk of entering White Palace city. Otherwise, he would probably end up dead regardless.
Zhu Yi flew towards White Palace City for the first time in a long, long time.
He had never thought that he would return. He stood outside it, but did not enter. First, he needed a stealth technique.