Three days later, Lu Chuan, Zhu Kun, and Gu Yuan met at the agreed location. In less than half a day, the three reached the edge of the Barren Mountain Range.
From afar, the Barren Mountain Range lay stretched across the land like a colossal dragon, its peaks perilous and steep, exuding an air of barren, lifeless desolation.
"It's over there."
Lu Chuan pointed at an inconspicuous peak deep within the mountain range.
The three concealed their auras and quietly approached that mountain peak.
As the distance closed, an ancient
Zhang Qingfang had indeed grown over the years. Though she was exhausted and miserable, she did not complain. She had chosen to come herself, so she had to endure the hardships along the way. At least she had Miao Ran and Lu Hong to turn to for help. Once they arrived, she plopped down on the ground, ignoring the scenery before her and grinning foolishly at Miao Ran and Lu Hong.
While she had been in the Eastern Dynasty Imperial Capital, she had been busy for quite some time and could only squeeze in cultivation during her spare moments. Upon arriving at Xichen Mountain, Su Yunran felt that even the air here was much fresher than outside.
Yang Xiyu was a young master, after all. When Gu Yunjin chased him around and beat him, he had mostly been yielding to her. How could he have truly fought back?
She had never expected it to become a weapon for others to attack her with. For a moment, her heart was a tangled mess, and she had no idea what to do.
Although no one in the Feng Residence was keeping watch over them, the Feng Family had recently added several maids and old servants. Staying in Shen Hu's room for so