Chapter 160 – Eternal Range (II)

Chapter 160

Eternal Range (II)

It’s now been almost a year since I came to this world.

No, seriously.

A freakin’ year.

I can’t believe it. Not in the slightest. Not just that I’ve come here, that’s for sure, but that I survived all this while. And as though to celebrate the anniversary, Dai Xiu decided to give me a present–her breaking through into the Foundation Establishment.

As I had dozens of herbs stashed away to help with this exact thing, I’ve handed her like six, in addition to over five thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones. At the same time, Long Tao drew a formation around her to hide Qi fluctuations while the rest of us retreated into the trees, watching.

That’s right, we were back in the forest–just temporarily, though.

In these past few months, we mostly stuck to the main roads, occasionally visiting villages in a desperate search for other means of travel until we did actually stumble upon one that was selling exactly three horses.

Hey, it’s better than nothing.

As such, for about a month and a half now, really, Light rode with me, Dai Xiu and Wan Lan rode together, and Long Tao tolerated Xi Zhao riding with him. Because of that, our speed… well, it wasn’t as fast as I thought it’d be–I forgot that horses needed to rest, too–but at least I no longer wanted to put a hole in my lungs just so I could breathe better.

And the blisters on my feet finally went away. Another cause for celebration.

Anyway, according to Wan Lan, we weren’t actually that far away from the Eternal Range–a mountain range so wide that it walled off the entire region all by itself. Nobody’s ever measured it, apparently, but some ‘mathematicians,’ or whatever they called themselves here, estimated that it was at least fifteen hundred miles.

At which I scoffed.

Because there’s no freakin’ way that there existed an uninterrupted mountain range that ran for one thousand and five hundred miles.

Nope.

I’m not buying it.

Even if it’s a fantasy world.

I mean, if I ignore Qi and the weird beasts we ran into once or twice, the world itself, actually, wasn’t all that different. For all the supposed ‘towering mountains’ and ‘sky-piercing trees’, every single tree or mountain I’ve seen so far in my life here fell very much within the line of expected.

Now, I’m not saying a mountain range of that length doesn’t exist; I’m just saying it doesn’t exist in this backwater place.

My best guess is that it’s around 500 miles, give or take a few dozen; still massive, and probably kind of incomprehensible for people here, which is why they project it to such a massive size.

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… hmm. Am I being a bit of a modernist snob? ’cause I feel like I’m being a bit of a modernist snob. I mean, these people can fly–why wouldn’t they be able to mathematically calculate the length of a mountain range? Because they don’t have calculators?

Yeah, I don’t know.

These are the kinds of thoughts that swarm me when I’ve got nothing else to do.

According to my previous experiences with breakthroughs, they tend to take a while–at least a few hours–and Dai Xiu just began, not five minutes ago.

Just like with Wan Lan, Qi began to coalesce around her into a misty haze, slowly drifting over and converging toward her. She appeared ethereal, honestly, under the slight mist of the strange colors that Qi produced, like a tiny little fairy or something. But all I could feel was nervousness–what if something went wrong?