After getting used to flying at one or two kilometers per second, suddenly going back to the old speed of three hundred meters per second was, honestly, something Qian really was not quite used to.
Still, today was supposed to be his rest day anyway. Flying this "slowly" could just count as sightseeing.
Thinking that, Qian was in no hurry. He drifted along at an easy pace, following the route marked on the map as he flew toward the small town in the north-central part of the Land of Fire.
Time passed, minute by minute, second by second.
About half an hour later.
Up in the sky.
Qian saw a small town located at the foot of a mountain.
To be honest, towns in this kind of geographical location were not common in the Land of Fire.
Generally speaking, a town was either situated near a river or on a plain.
The former could rely on river transport to develop trade, while the latter could grow food crops on a large scale.
Those located at the foot of mountains were more often just small villages.
However, the town before him was different.
According to the Anbu intelligence, the mountain bordering this town was extraordinary. Not only was it enormous, but a large number of precious medicinal herbs grew within it.
It was precisely these medicinal herbs that drew in a great deal of traffic, gradually turning this place from a small mountain village into a prosperous town centered on the processing and trade of medicinal herbs.
This information quickly surfaced in Qian's mind, but he soon cast it aside.
He had not come here to study the economy of this town.
His gaze swept over the town and the great mountain behind it.
Judging by the current situation, Orochimaru and