Chapter 158: The Daoist Alcohol and Meat was once an emperor, with no hope on the Dao Path, he wishes to cease the struggle.

At dawn, Tao Qian left the younger ones at the Cliff Sea Pavilion.

He himself then rode his Evasion Light, identified his bearings, and headed straight for the Silk Cave of Red Sleeve Immortal Island, about three hundred li away, which indeed wasn't far.

As for the words "Silk Cave," which should have surprised Tao Qian, he had long since become accustomed to such oddities.

This world and the previous one had too many connections that were similar yet different.

Just as there is a Demon City in this realm, but it is not the Demon City of the other realm—its name's origin is beyond comparison by tens of thousands of miles.

If Tao Qian had to investigate the origins of every familiar term he heard, he would have long been too busy to manage.