Ye Wenjun decided to head home first for now, to see his father. And that older brother who practically never comes home.
And there were still a lot of friends. After being gone for so long, he had no idea whether they'd started Cultivation, or whether they were even still alive.
All of that had to be checked in person.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, went straight toward Wanxian University.
Many of the iconic buildings on Earth hadn't really changed much at this point.
But he could feel the passage of time.
Earth's technological civilization had made a huge leap forward.
He didn't even know what time it was now.
But he could roughly estimate by comparing it to the time flow on the Divine Race's territory. Back then, Fang Yu had stayed on the Divine Race's turf for about a month.
A month there was roughly equivalent to thirty years on Earth.
Thirty years was enough to slowly birth a new technology, and step into a new stage.
