Chapter 51: The Form of Great Qian’s Mountains and Rivers
This time, it didn’t take much effort to gather a general understanding.
“Yin-Yang secret arts?” Li Shun asked with interest.
Deputy Magistrate Zheng Zhi, the middle-aged man who had previously received the two of them, nodded. “The circulation of Yin and Yang divides day and night. The rhythm of Yin and Yang can alter the flow of time itself. Imperial Mausoleum Commandery is essentially an independent world, unaffected by Great Qian’s Yin-Yang cycle. Because of this, manipulating the speed of time here is far easier by comparison.”
“In fact, within Great Qian, there are quite a few secret realms and grotto-heavens where time flows differently from the outside world.”
Li Shun gave a slight nod.
From Fang Xun’s memories, such places did indeed exist across Great Qian.
The most famous among them was the Sea of Time Sands in the northwest of Great Qian. It was a boundless desert shrouded in endless yellow sand, where time itself was chaotic and distorted. There were those who had accidentally entered it, only to emerge a day later with hair already turned white. Others had been swallowed by the desert and disappeared for decades, yet when they reappeared, they remained exactly as they had been, their lifespan seemingly untouched. It was an exceedingly strange and uncanny place.
Li Shun smiled faintly. “Though you reside within the Imperial Mausoleum, Elder Zheng, you seem to know quite a bit about the affairs of the world.”
“I would not dare accept such a title, my lord. Please do not call me ‘Elder Zheng.’ Just address me by my name from now on,” Zheng Zhi said hurriedly, his expression tinged with unease.