Mountain forests stretched in rolling waves.
Duan Chenghuan led Wei He onward at a frantic pace. Before long, they had actually crossed beyond the borders of Eastern Continent and arrived before a towering mountain range outside the territory of Great Yue.
The mountaintops were blanketed in white snow, while their lower slopes retained the colors of ordinary mountains.
Clearly, the mountains were so high that the temperature at their peaks had dropped enough for snow to gather.
The two leaped high into the air, landing atop a treetop as they gazed toward the mountains from afar.
"This is the place. May I ask what business Senior has with my Ming Yi Sect?" Duan Chenghuan finally asked.
Though this stranger had saved him after appearing and declaring that he sought the sect, Duan Chenghuan still harbored a trace of wariness.
"We are both men of the Sacred Sect. There is a matter that only members of the Ming Yi Sect can accomplish, so I hope your sect will agree to it. As for the reward, it will naturally be substantial," Wei He said gravely.
"In that case, Senior, please come with me." Duan Chenghuan relaxed slightly.
After all, Wei He had killed a Months Shrouded expert right before his eyes. At the very least, as long as he was not from the Great Yue government, there would be no problem.
Among the Demonic Sect, the Ming Yi Sect was a relatively unusual branch.
They were especially skilled in the arts of copulation and had also researched related medicines. Thus, there had never been a shortage of people coming to trade with them.
Duan Chenghuan led Wei He forward, passing through a gloomy pine forest reeking of rot. Ahead, several elderly people dressed in gaudy, colorful clothing had long been waiting.
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