Deep Blue Mount, Here I Come!

Deep Blue Mount, Here I Come!

Knight Sacred Mountain.

It was located in the northeastern corner of the Saint Hall Alliance, adjacent to the Knight Hall.

It lay an immense distance away from Bright Moon City, which was situated in the south of the Alliance.

Long Fan rode the majestic Starry Sky Beast, continuing to fly north.

Fortunately, the Starry Sky Beast possessed both incredible endurance and speed in flight.

They hardly needed to rest along the way.

After several days, they arrived at their destination.

Yang Haoyu closed his eyes and calmly remarked.

"Finally here. Old friend, begin descending."

Long Fan gazed into the distance.

He saw a vast expanse of hazy, golden radiance.

The area shrouded in that pale golden light was extraordinarily vast.

Within the veil of light, mountain peaks could faintly be seen stretching in clusters.

That had to be Knight Sacred Mountain.

Built upon the foundation of the mountains, it had only come into being after the efforts of several generations.

More accurately, Knight Sacred Mountain itself was a massive magic array.

Within the bounds of the sacred mountain, magical beasts of any rank would feel an affinity toward humans.

It was a magical place.

For professionals like Long Fan, who had come to choose a mount, it was filled with miracles waiting to be discovered.

Although Knight Sacred Mountain had no aerial restriction array, few people flew directly over to it.

There were many powerful magical beasts within the sacred mountain.

While these magical beasts would not actively attack humans, foreign magical beasts flying over their heads would provoke them.

Therefore, most people landed more than a hundred li away and traveled the rest of the way on foot.

However, Yang Haoyu was not among them.

The Super Ninth-Tier Starry Sky Beast once again displayed its domineering side.

It possessed the strength to suppress nearly every magical beast here.

It flew straight across.

Gradually lowering its altitude, it descended almost in a glide.

The Starry Sky Beast slowly landed on the ground.

Its wings stirred up powerful gusts that pressed the weeds between the mountains flat against the earth.

Long Fan followed his teacher and jumped to the ground.

"Old friend, you should head back first."

The Starry Sky Beast lowered its head and rubbed against Yang Haoyu reluctantly.

Then, it nudged Long Fan gently, drawn to his unusual physique.

Only then did it walk into the Reverse Summoning Array Yang Haoyu had cast.

"Xiaofan, I won't be going in. Otherwise, those old geezers will pester me with questions when they see me.

Just take these tokens and go in yourself."

As he spoke, Yang Haoyu handed the items over.

Long Fan nodded.

"Yes, Master!"

Then he strode directly into Knight Sacred Mountain.

He could not let his teacher handle everything for him.

His pace suddenly quickened.

Driven by spiritual energy, he shot forward like an arrow.

Long Fan could even see mist glowing with a pale golden radiance rising ahead.

This wondrous light mist was an extremely pure Light Element.

As he neared the mountain pass.

Long Fan encountered a middle-aged man accompanied by a young boy.

Hearing the movement behind them, they turned their gazes toward Long Fan.

The middle-aged man wore a head of long golden hair draped loosely down his back, and his facial features were somewhat feminine.

His narrow, elongated eyes in particular gave off the vague impression of being watched by snake eyes.

The youth beside him resembled the middle-aged man by seventy percent and looked to be around seventeen or eighteen.

His face carried a faint air of arrogance.

When he noticed that Long Fan was alone, his gaze immediately took on a trace of disdain.

Long Fan quickly recalled who they were.

Weren't they the Double Ghost Axes?

The older and younger ghosts—Gui Ying and Gui Wu!

Not only did they have ghostly names that sounded like they belonged in the underworld, they looked ghostly too.

Who knew, maybe one day they would get wiped out in one sweep by ghost-hunting knights.

But Long Fan was in no mood to deal with this pair of sinister father and son.

He directly ignored their looks.

Stepping past them, he came before the low-voiced, aged Mountain Guardian.

Gui Wu snorted and muttered darkly.

"Hmph, do you really think the Sacred Mountain is somewhere any stray cat or dog can come?

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Without a guide from the Knight Hall, one person alone can't choose a mount."

His tone was full of smug self-satisfaction.

But the slap to the face came too quickly, like a tornado.

The old Mountain Guardian slowly emerged from ahead.

He was not even wearing warrior's attire, only simple gray cloth garments.

He had only one arm, his left arm severed at the elbow.

His right eye was blind as well.

He looked so frail and aged that a gust of wind seemed as though it could knock him flat.

Yet before Long Fan could take out his token of proof, the old man flashed forward and instantly came to a stop before Long Fan.

After looking him over a few times, a faint glint flashed through the old man's eyes.

"Oh? Interesting."

As the One-Eyed Elder watched him, Long Fan felt as though there was nowhere to hide.

That murky single eye seemed to possess powerful penetrating sight.

But Long Fan merely bowed slightly and respectfully presented the token and scroll his teacher had given him.

"Long Fan of the Haoyue Branch Hall, acting on my teacher's instructions, has come to the Sacred Mountain to choose a mount companion."

His tone was neither servile nor overbearing.

The old man accepted the items, glanced over them, and nodded.

Gui Ying, who had been left behind earlier, hurried over with his son Gui Wu.

"Gui Ying of the Xiu City Lord Hall, together with my son Gui Wu, has come to the Sacred Mountain to choose a mount."

The old man withdrew his assessing gaze from Long Fan.

His single eye swept over the father and son, and he said indifferently in a hoarse, aged voice, "Take out your proof."

Gui Ying slowly bowed to the old man and presented a scroll with both hands.

Although Gui Wu bowed with his father, his eyes carried a trace of indifference.

Since childhood, he had been regarded as a heaven-blessed genius in the Xiu City Lord Hall.

Having to bow now to such a frail, disabled old man naturally left him somewhat unwilling.

The old man looked over the scroll Gui Ying had handed him and nodded.

Then he said to Gui Wu, who had his head lowered, "Come here."

Gui Ying nudged his son and gave him a meaningful look.

Gui Wu hurried forward, maintaining a respectful demeanor, at least on the surface.

The old man raised his single arm and casually placed it on Gui Wu's shoulder.

Yet the moment that withered hand landed on Gui Wu's shoulder, his entire body instantly stiffened, unable to move even the slightest bit.

Gui Wu clearly felt that the old man's palm was as heavy as a mountain.

Soon, the old man flipped his wrist.

A long, pitch-black token appeared in his withered palm.

The scroll in his other hand suddenly turned to ashes, and a stream of gray energy drifted out, merging with the black token.

"Hmm, eighteen years old. Permission granted."

As he spoke, he placed the black token in Gui Wu's hand.

Gui Wu did not dare delay. He secretly glanced at Long Fan in the distance before stepping into the pale golden mist.

The old man then beckoned to Long Fan.

"Your turn, young man. Let this old man check your bone age."

"Yes."

Long Fan walked forward slowly and respectfully stopped before the old man.

The old man placed his hand on Long Fan's shoulder, and a warm sensation immediately flowed into him.

A moment later, surprise flashed through the old man's single eye.

After withdrawing his hand, he gave Long Fan another thorough look.

"Not bad."

With that, the old man waved his hand.

Long Fan's scroll turned into light and merged into another token.

"Take the token and go as well.

"However, if you break through to Great Knight before turning twenty, you will have one more privilege than him.

"If you fail to find a suitable mount within thirty days, you may enter the Teleportation Array and randomly obtain a magical beast from another plane as your mount. Do you understand?"

Long Fan accepted the token and gave the old man a standard knight's salute.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

After the salute, Long Fan finally turned and left.

He too vanished into the Golden Light Mist.

Deep Blue Mount, here I come!

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