Qilin Clan and Mount Buzhou

(Dear readers, how about some recommendation votes? The number of votes is pitifully small!) Yuan Tian obtained a Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure—Luobao Money—from an unnamed little mountain. He also comprehended a trace of the Sealing Law from Luobao Money, which made him wonder whether Taishang Laojun had comprehended the Sealing Law as well. This gave Yuan Tian a measure of wariness.

Luobao Money really was a fine thing. In the future, if he found someone's Spirit Treasure unpleasant to look at, could he use Luobao Money to knock it down? That sounded like quite an amusing affair. Yuan Tian was rather interested in giving such a thing a try—something that could strike at others while fattening his own purse.

After playing with Luobao Money for a while, Yuan Tian put it away. He had learned what needed to be learned and played with what needed to be played with. It was time to continue toward Mount Buzhou.

Several hundred more years passed. Mount Buzhou, which had initially been nothing more than a vague sense of direction, gradually became clearer. Yet a mountain that looked near could run a horse to death; the increasingly distinct Mount Buzhou was far from close. Yuan Tian hurried onward for several more centuries. Mount Buzhou was indeed incomparably majestic, stretching an unknown tens of millions of li in every direction. Auspicious clouds coiled around its main peak as it towered between heaven and earth. Mount Everest would face nothing but instant KO before it. This was no longer a comparison between a great witch and a little witch, nor was it like comparing the height of a newborn infant to the Oriental Pearl Tower—there was simply no comparison between the two.

From that unnamed little mountain to Mount Buzhou, Yuan Tian had spent twelve hundred