Several days later.
A flying boat slowly passed over mountains and wilderness.
It was the height of summer. The mountains, which should have been lush with forests, instead looked bare and stripped.
Looking at the jagged rocks and mountains of varying heights, Luo Chen, who had come out for a stroll, could not help shaking his head.
They had already entered the territory of Flowing Light Market.
Yet across this vast marketplace territory, there was none of the immortal spiritual aura found in Great River Market or Mount Tai Market.
It seemed the rumors that the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect had ruined Flowing Light Market's Spirit Vein by mining these mountains were not false.
Now that the ore had been dug out,
the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect had simply waved its hand and left, not taking away so much as a single cloud.
What it left the local cultivators was this land scarred beyond recognition.
"No wonder Robber Cultivators emerged one after another in Flowing Light Market!"
"In a place so poor in resources, if one wanted to survive without fighting or robbing, was one supposed to rely on honest cultivation?"
After sighing with emotion, Luo Chen was about to return when his gaze stopped in a certain direction.
"Little Duan, is the Bai Family in that direction?"
At this time, the Sky Eagle Flying Boat was being controlled by one of Duan Feng's artifact-forging apprentices, so it was traveling somewhat slowly.
Duan Feng had also taken the opportunity to come out and rest.
Upon hearing the name Bai Family, his cold expression immediately crumbled.
A trace of hatred buried deep within his heart surfaced in his eyes.
Nodding, Duan Feng said coldly,
"If Chairman sees a mountain with a huge Youbai Tree growing upon it, that should undoubtedly be