"Moo~"
Passing through a stone path shaded by verdant trees, the big green ox stopped before the steps leading up the mountain.
A slab of black rock lay tilted amid the roadside grass, engraved with the three large characters: "Sunset Peak."
Wang Chen jumped down from the ox's back and took out about fifty jin of White Corn.
He paid it to the big green ox as its reward.
With a sweep of its tongue, the big green ox sucked all the Spirit Rice into its mouth.
It shook its head, turned around in satisfaction, and left.
Wang Chen looked up to see the steps before him stretching upward toward a mountaintop beyond sight.
There was simply no counting how many steps there were.
Step by step to the level summit, where the mountain stood lofty beneath Sky-Questioning Pavilion!
He climbed the stairs, advancing one step at a time toward the summit of Sunset Peak.
In truth, with Wang Chen's current strength, if he used master-level Shadowless Divine Movement, he could rush to the peak in no time.
But he preferred climbing like this, one step after another.
That way, he could properly enjoy the scenery along the road.
Over the past year—the first year since Wang Chen had crossed into this world—he had constantly struggled for survival.
He had never once looked back at the road he had traveled.
Now was just the right time.
After climbing over a thousand steps, Wang Chen stopped and turned to look down the mountain.
The plains stretched wide before him, crisscrossed by winding paths. A stream curled eastward like a jade ribbon, dividing plots of Spirit Fields, mulberry groves, orchards, flower gardens, and pastures.
Farmhouses, separate courtyards, and elegant residences of white walls and dark tiles dotted the landscape.
"Hehe!"
Just then,