The Southern Regions had many mountains, many clouds, and much miasma.
Farther south of the Xuan Kingdom, amid an unbroken range of mountains, stood a perilous peak named "Heaven's End."
Its name alone spoke of its danger: "Southern Heaven ends here."
Grand City, representing the Mohist School's highest achievements in mechanisms and continuously upgraded and evolved over countless years, hovered here at the end of spring.
It would remain from the twenty-eighth day of the third month to the fifth day of the fourth month.
It was like a divine shrine atop a mountain, an immortal terrace at the vault of heaven.
The moment it descended, Heaven's End Peak was no longer perilous.
Along with Grand City came a kingdom of mechanisms that rose in the Southern Regions overnight.
Bridges spanned mountaintops, horses raced above the clouds.
Wooden kites soared through the skies, iron dragons carried passengers.
The cableways crisscrossing the heights possessed a beauty of orderly precision.
From the foot of the mountain to the summit tens of thousands of zhang above, one could travel by entering the "Flying Cloud Cabin" embedded in the mountain itself. A single trip took only three breaths.
The rapidly moving mechanical carriages suspended outside the mountain could also deliver goods steadily into the high dome of the sky.
There were even enormous "Moon Palace Platforms," a perfect fusion of mechanisms and formations, capable of directly transferring entire sections of space and sending everything on the platform wherever it needed to go.
Different methods came with different prices.
The Mohist School of old would never have charged for such things—of course, they would not have been this attentive, either.
The Mohist School now displayed its prices openly, and its service truly had advanced by leaps and bounds across the ages.
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