The Eastern Pavilion of the Wind Lightning Pavilion was situated within the Wind Lightning Mountain Range at the edge of the Northern Region. The terrain here was rather peculiar; perhaps because of its great altitude, thunder rumbled constantly and the weather was unpredictable. One moment, the sun could be shining brightly; the next, a thunderstorm might break out.
The entire Wind Lightning Mountain Range lay within the Eastern Pavilion's sphere of influence. This place was like their private backyard, and throughout the Northern Region, few dared to encroach upon it.
On this day, however, a figure arrived outside the Wind Lightning Mountain Range. Dressed in flowing white robes, he was handsome and refined, like an immortal descending into the mortal world.
"So this is Thunder Mountain? The wind and lightning energy is indeed abundant. The Wind Lightning Pavilion chose a fine location."
Gazing at the massive mountain range before him and sensing the astonishing rumble of thunder emanating from within, a trace of surprise flickered through Lu Yunxiao's brilliant starry eyes.
It truly was a treasured land. Cultivating here would provide considerable benefits to those with wind and lightning affinities.
Should I make this place one of Cloud Gate's potential foundation sites as well?
Lu Yunxiao raised a brow. Cloud Gate would have to relocate to the Central Continent sooner or later. After all, the Northwest Continent was ultimately a remote backwater. Only the prosperous Central Continent could accommodate Cloud Gate's growth.
And if Cloud Gate was to develop, it naturally needed a place to establish its foundations. Yet the Central Continent was home to countless factions. After so many years of change, all the good locations had long since been occupied.
If Lu Yunxiao wanted to find a good base, the most direct method was to seize one.
But