Only the center of the cake-cut piece was marked out on the map; it seemed like every person's territory abutted this place.
"Three-Branch Land... how should I put it?" Shopkeeper Yan crossed his arms and struggled to find the right words, "When Baiju Country existed, it was under the divine jurisdiction. Usually, the Emperor would come here for worship or prayer, and it is the only place not restrained by the royal family."
"Oh, it's Witch Ancestor Mountain then," Bai Junjun suddenly realized.
"Correct, it used to be called Witch Ancestor Mountain, but now it's known as Three-Branch Junction," the County Magistrate chimed in with a smile.
Although called a mountain, Witch Ancestor Mountain was actually quite a large city, and in the center of this city loomed a towering peak that pierced the clouds, connecting the sky as if with a needle. The leaders of the Witch Tribe contemplated the secrets of heaven on this mountain.
Many recluses of the world resided here.