But since even the General has said so, there must be some news.
Qin An paused slightly and asked, "I wonder if you, General, might know where exactly the Manifest Saint remains are?"
The General shook his head, poured himself a cup of tea, and only then set down the teapot.
He picked up the teacup on the table and stared at the tea for a long time before taking a sip. "If we're talking about Manifest Saint remains, then there is a place that has them. However, wanting to obtain those remains is as hard as ascending to the heavens."
Hearing this, Qin An asked, "Please speak plainly, General. As long as there is a chance, I want to give it a try. No matter where it is, I have to make an attempt."
"After all, I've come all this way. If I don't do something here, I will be deeply regretful and full of remorse."
The General pondered for a moment, then said, "Head roughly a hundred li north outside Xuanjing City, and there is a power called the Cyan Cloud Taoist Temple."
