"Yes, Master!" Yue Qianchou wore a smug look, as if asking... Impressive, right?
Bi Changchun gave a slight nod. Expressionless, he turned away, seeming entirely uninterested in such matters. Yue Qianchou's enthusiasm was immediately dealt a crushing blow. Anyone else, upon learning that the golden pearl possessed such miraculous powers, would have dug to the bottom of the pot until it broke. How could they possibly remain as unmoved as he was?
"Whoosh, whoosh..." A southerly wind suddenly swept in. The red mist shrouding the island slowly drifted northward. Yue Qianchou stood foolishly behind Bi Changchun, looking all around. As the fog dispersed, the view before him gradually cleared, revealing the full appearance of Xuanxuan Island.
"Master, this is Xuanxuan Island?" Yue Qianchou asked as he looked around. Bi Changchun softly grunted in affirmation.
Suddenly, Yue Qianchou's pupils contracted. Directly east of Bi Changchun lay an endless expanse of white fog, boundless as it stretched from sea to sky, leaving no way to tell how vast an area it covered. Before that majestic, boundless sea of mist, Xuanxuan Island probably did not even count as a patch of land the size of a pellet. They faced one another across the sea, perhaps less than ten li apart. The wind had blown away the surrounding haze, yet it could not disperse the vast fog sea ahead. It remained ethereal and unscattered, tranquil and mysterious.
"That is the Eastern Pole Sacred Land?" Yue Qianchou murmured. After Bi Changchun answered with another "Mm," he tilted his head and glanced down the mountain.
Yue Qianchou subconsciously looked in the same direction and saw two figures shooting over. In the blink of an eye, they arrived atop the mountain.
Upon seeing Yue Qianchou, one of them exclaimed almost in unison with him, "Why are you