Tianyuan Treasure Pavilion, Xiao Wankun

Golden dawnlight spread across the earth, and from time to time, wisps of cooking smoke rose from the mountains, gleaming gold beneath its rays.

Within the clouds, a spirit vessel streaked away along with the golden dawn.

Leaving behind a long trail of rosy light.

Aboard the spirit vessel were Ye Jingcheng, Huang Tieyun, and Xiao Congrong.

Huang Tieyun and Xiao Congrong stood at the front of the vessel. More than once, they had wanted to try controlling its helm.

But unfortunately, this was a fourth-rank spirit vessel. The two of them simply could not control it.

They could only keep examining it from the side, as though determined to see exactly what separated a fourth-rank spirit vessel from a second-rank one.

Ye Jingcheng remained at the vessel's helm. Naturally, his divine sense had already drifted far into the distance, taking in the mountains, rivers, and towns.

Unlike the mountain ranges along the Eastern Region's border, where towns were rarely seen and vast stretches of barren mountains filled the land.

Xiao Mountain Prefecture was brimming with the bustle of mortal life. At this moment, the lively morning markets were already clamoring, and the streets were filled with mortals rushing busily to and fro.

Beyond the mortals, there were also quite a few spirit mountains with spirit veins scattered throughout the various mountain ranges.

Some were insignificant spirit mountains, unclaimed by any cultivation faction. Two or three wandering cultivators would set up a concealment formation or illusion formation, and it would become an unknown, mysterious immortal mountain.

There were even simple spirit fields beside some of those spirit mountains.

Some spirit fields were cultivated day and night by cultivators, while others were still tended by mortals.

At times, Ye Jingcheng wanted to inspect the larger spirit mountains, but most were shrouded