Indeed.
Bai Zhannian thought for a moment before continuing, "So we're not going to continue searching for the shadows of Sector Thirteen in the desert?"
Chen Fan shook his head. "Since Yao Hui has already made it so clear, it proves that the people from the Order of the Undead want us to deal with Sector Thirteen. This also means one thing: they would absolutely not mislead us, at least not on the matter of dealing with Sector Thirteen."
"I really don't know how they could be so confident that you can solve Sector Thirteen," Bai Zhannian said, shaking his head. Currently, their understanding of Sector Thirteen was merely a name.
Yet, Sector Thirteen was a behemoth, a fact they could sense even without direct contact. However, the members of the Order of the Undead seemed extraordinarily resolute, placing all their hopes on Chen Fan.
Chen Fan said indifferently, "I also don't know what schemes the Order of the Undead are hatching, but we still have to follow their lead." The importance of the Seven Divine Artifacts was something Bai Zhannian understood clearly, even if Chen Fan hadn't said it.
For a moment, Bai Zhannian fell silent. With a new direction, Chen Fan immediately led Shalu and Bai Zhannian out of the desert. Although Shalu didn't know how to find the Eye of the Emperor, leaving the desert was not a difficult task for him.
However, just as they were about to leave the desert, Bai Zhannian suddenly asked, "Are we just abandoning Yao Hui and the others like this?"
"Having them tag along would be a burden, and besides..." Chen Fan's eyes narrowed as he looked back at the empty campsite. He continued, "Once we leave here, Yao Hui and the others will quickly find their organization. You don't actually believe her words, do you? Do you really think the Order of the Undead would abandon them? How laughable." He chose not to expose the truth, as he didn't want to dwell on such matters. Of course, Yao Hui's fate had nothing to do with him.
Bai Zhannian nodded. "In that case, let's go." In a blink of an eye, the three of them were on their way out of the desert. In less than half a day, they had left the desert. Chen Fan didn't waste any time and went straight to the airport. He purchased tickets to the Land of the Rising Sun, and soon, after parting ways with Shalu, Chen Fan and Bai Zhannian headed for the Land of the Rising Sun. After more than ten hours of flight, they arrived in Lion City, Land of the Rising Sun.
Lion City is located in the central region of the Land of the Rising Sun and is its largest city. It is not only prosperous but also a place where people from all walks of life come to develop. Of course, the choice of this location was also to facilitate the gathering of intelligence.
On the plane, Chen Fan and Bai Zhannian had already rested well. As they arrived at the airport, a plainly dressed middle-aged man approached them. After sizing them up, the man quickly walked over to them and chuckled, "This is your first time in our Land of the Rising Sun, sirs? Are you here for tourism or business? Whatever you're doing, I can arrange it perfectly for you!"
"No..." Bai Zhannian was about to dismiss the man when Chen Fan reached out and stopped him. Bai Zhannian looked at Chen Fan strangely, and then heard Chen Fan ask, "They say the Land of the Rising Sun is very suitable for tourism, so we came to take a look. How about you take us to a good hotel to settle in first? We'll talk about the rest later."
"Got it!" the middle-aged man replied, quickly ushering the two into his car.
On the road, Bai Zhannian lowered his voice, "This guy clearly looks like he's trying to take advantage of us outsiders. Why did you get in his car?" Clearly, Bai Zhannian's social experience was lacking. His daily life had been monotonous, always within the Daoist sect, and he knew little of the ways of the outside world. Chen Fan, however, smiled and said, "We are like blind men touching an elephant right now. Without him, can we get any information about the Land of the Rising Sun?"
This... Bai Zhannian was stunned. It seemed to be true. After all, they were strangers in a strange land. After speaking, Chen Fan turned to the middle-aged man driving and asked, "I heard there are many legends and stories in the Land of the Rising Sun. Can you tell us some?"
The Land of the Rising Sun did indeed have many myths and legends, but they were mostly hearsay. Chen Fan wasn't particularly interested. Of course, these stories attracted many tourists to the Land of the Rising Sun, thereby naturally boosting its economy. The middle-aged man chuckled when he heard this. "Then you've come to the right person! We drivers know everything. But if you want to ask about these things, I know someone who knows much more detail than we do. Moreover, he is quite famous locally. It can be said that nothing in the Land of the Rising Sun escapes his notice!"
Chen Fan's interest was piqued. "There's such a person?"
"Indeed!" the middle-aged man said enthusiastically. "He is known as 'Bai Xiaosheng' (Hundred Knowledge Scholar) among us. He knows everything clearly. However..." He paused halfway, sizing Chen Fan up, and then smiled apologetically. "But you must be a well-traveled person. Getting information from him requires a substantial fee."
"I understand that perfectly," Chen Fan said with a faint smile. "Then please take us to meet this person." As he spoke, Chen Fan took out a stack of banknotes from his embrace and placed them before the middle-aged man. Seeing the money, the middle-aged man grinned, his attitude becoming even more enthusiastic. "Then don't we need to find a hotel to rest for the night first?"
"No need," Chen Fan replied faintly. The middle-aged man immediately changed the car's direction and accelerated. Bai Zhannian shook his head helplessly. As expected, money makes the world go 'round; that saying is truly profound.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Fan and Bai Zhannian arrived in front of a courtyard. On the gate of the courtyard was a plaque with several large characters written in a flowing script: 'Tian Ji Ge' (Heavenly Machine Pavilion). The surroundings were all buildings made of concrete and steel, but this unique courtyard exuded an ancient charm and elegance. It possessed a distinct aura of detachment from worldly affairs.
After the middle-aged man stopped the car, he respectfully said, "Sir, this is our destination. The person you are looking for is here. Whether Tian Jizi (Master of Heavenly Machine) will see you is up to you."