Scorching Soul City.
Molten Ashlands.
The Outhouse Door Incident.
"I just walked in and boom, here I was."
It was absurd.
And yet…
The answers matched.
That was what made everyone fall quiet.
If both of them - this overgrown uncle and the tragic young cultivator who almost blew up his dignity - were telling the truth…
Then Scorching Soul City actually existed.
The Molten Ashlands were real.
And somewhere in that burning wasteland of misery, a toilet portal had opened.
This wasn't just curiosity anymore.
This was opportunity.
For the first time, the old fossils looked around the store not just with admiration - but calculation!
Another realm. A direct link.
A land almost none of them had ever heard of, yet two people had crossed into the store from it without using any known formation.
This changed everything!
Naturally, the yapping session resumed.
