After leaving the city, the Langqi Flying Boat switched to flight mode and became far less eye-catching.
Based on the map in his memories, on the sand table.
Luo Chen brought Sima Hui Niang and flew at full speed, quickly arriving outside Danxia Peak.
It was not as deserted as he had imagined.
On the contrary, the area was rather bustling with people.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Luo Chen's Spirit Eye kept turning before he nodded.
"Hui Niang, go make some inquiries about Danxia Peak's current situation."
He could not rely solely on Shi Lan's verbal account of what Danxia Peak was like.
Otherwise, if something went wrong later—
The one harmed would be Luo Chen himself.
Sima Hui Niang did not hesitate.
In her early years, she had traveled with her brothers as an independent merchant, so she was extremely familiar with this sort of thing.
Upon arriving in unfamiliar territory, gathering intelligence was what she did best.
As she headed toward a secluded valley shrouded in shadow beneath the mountain, Luo Chen clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the towering peak before him.
That was Luo Chen's first impression.
The second was its highly distinctive vegetation.
At the mountain's foot, a small river gurgled past, seeming to flow out from Azure Secluded Valley. Purple-green bamboo filled both banks.
This was the Purple Mist Bamboo the Min Family had transplanted from the Bamboo Sea back then.
Once it grew to Tier 2, it was highly suitable for making wind and string Magic Tools.
Unfortunately, after so many years, there were scarcely any Tier 1 Purple Mist Bamboos here, let alone Tier 2 ones.
Growing beside the road, no one would overlook Spirit Bamboo of a higher grade.
Past the mountain's foot lay