The evil cultivator's memories held nothing of value. Apart from his life story, all he had to offer was his mediocre cultivation method.
After skimming through the cultivation methods of this world, Hao Shuai found that they were broadly similar to those in other Xianxia Worlds. The only thing that differed, and that caught his eye, was the art of refining flying swords.
But there was no need to rush into refining a flying sword. For now, the most important thing was to find somewhere to stay.
Since this was the territory of Old Ancestor Green Robe of the Hundred Barbarian Mountains, he might as well drop by Yin Wind Cave and stay there for a while!
With that in mind, Hao Shuai called out to Dongfang Bai and the others, and they flew toward the Hundred Barbarian Mountains.
They flew straight ahead on their swords. Before long, the mist below thinned and disappeared. The surrounding mountains, as if carved open by the Five Strongmen, suddenly came to an end, revealing a high plateau. A solitary peak rose in the middle, reaching halfway to the heavens, while the surrounding mountains seemed to bow toward it.
Below, at the breaks in the countless cliffs, waterfalls poured down from gaps in the mountains at every height, merging into countless clear streams, wide and narrow. Looking down from the sky, they resembled hundreds of jade dragons hanging in midair, weaving and crossing paths as they soared. The roar of the torrents and the burbling of the streams, the thunderous din mingling with the delicate patter of the waterfalls, formed a symphony.
The sight of the Condensing Jade Immortal Waterfall, so clear and magnificent, was astonishing.
The flatlands between the mountains were covered in wildflowers and trailing vines of every color. It was now