Su Mu watched Zhou Hang quietly, remaining silent for a long while. His brows drew together as he sank into thought. "Kunlun Mountain has always remained hidden from the world, shrouded for centuries in an impenetrable veil of mystery. People say it harbors unknown powers that even heaven and earth cannot predict."
"Venturing deep inside is certainly dangerous, but looking at the bright side, isn't this also an opportunity that comes once in a thousand years? Wealth and honor are won amid danger. Martial cultivation is about defying heaven and changing one's fate. How can you seize the tiger's cub without entering its den?"
A moment later, Su Mu raised his eyes. The hesitation in his gaze had faded, replaced by resolve. He declared, "Then it's settled. Li Mo will stay here, and Mingche and I will go with you."
Li Mo had never been one to sit idle. Since he had been assigned to stay behind, he wasted no words, found a spot, and sat down on the ground,
closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and began practicing the new cultivation technique he had only recently started learning. A faint, almost imperceptible halo of spiritual energy gradually gathered around him.
Su Mu and Mingche followed behind Zhou Hang, making their way step by step toward the unknown region deep within Kunlun Mountain, wreathed in clouds and mist.
Before long, the three followed Zhou Hang all the way to a secluded valley.
The valley lay deeply hidden, screened by trees and encircled by mountains. Without Zhou Hang personally leading the way, an ordinary person could never have found it.
Snowy peaks stretched along both sides like sharp swords, while gray-white glaciers draped down from their summits, sealing the valley into a secret realm cut off from the world.
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