Yanzhou's specialties were wind-borne beasts and firelight beasts.
The wind-borne beast was the little leopard Lü Daolian had ridden before. They were usually green, though some rare ones were snow-white. Their fur warded off fire and could not be pierced by blades or spears, and they could also command the wind. They could be raised as Dao pets, made into fur garments, or eaten. Their brains were excellent medicinal ingredients, too. Every part of them was a treasure.
The firelight beast resembled a mouse. Some were red, others white, and their fur shone brightly. When they ran, they looked like streaks of flowing fire. Locals made their fur into fire-washing cloth. If it got covered in ash, they could burn it clean, and the dirt would fall away on its own, leaving it as white as snow.
Looking at the two fireproof beasts—one a mouse, the other a cat—it was obvious that wind-borne beasts hunted firelight beasts for food. Firelight beasts, meanwhile, were omnivores. They could be fed ash, soil, forest fruit, or sea fish.
These two fire beasts lived in Yanzhou because of the local Huolin Mountain, an active volcano that periodically erupted, spewing molten rock and streams of lava. Only these two kinds of fireproof beasts could survive there.
So the local residents of Yanzhou made wind-and-fireproof robes from their fur, a specialty of the region.
They were genuine fireproof immortal robes, all right. You could still get burned or choke to death if you were caught in a fire, but they were a local specialty all the same. Li Fan bargained and paid twenty strings of cash for three, which he put on to change into.
Draped in a green fur cloak and white robe, he looked just like a local. Then he headed for the center