Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds.
Mountain ranges stretched on and on, breathing clouds and mist.
Three hundred miles south of Jade Luan Manor lay a place called Wind-Listening River.
Nestled between mountains and water, it had gentle terrain.
Though its spiritual energy was not as rich as that of the main peak, within an Eighth-Rank Treasure Land like Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds, it still counted as an excellent place to settle and thrive.
Because of Jiang Yuechu, Jade Luan Manor had long since relocated the Rogue Cultivators and common folk who had originally made their homes here.
They had left behind an empty county town, its houses neatly arranged and streets crisscrossing, ready to accommodate the newcomers.
Outside the town, tall grass bowed low in the wind.
The Palace Clan's second and fourth sisters stood quietly waiting in an open space with several manor attendants.
Soon.
Five streaks of light suddenly tore through the clouds on the horizon and sped toward them.
Palace Second Sister looked up and instantly recognized the signs of her manor's treasure ships.
"They're here."
She spoke softly, then hurried forward with several fox demons to greet them.
Fierce winds howled as five treasure ships slowly descended.
Jiang Yuechu was the first to leap from the bow, landing steadily on the ground.
Behind her, Bai Yulou, Zhao Zhongliu, and the others filed out.
As they gazed at this unfamiliar world before them, none could hide their astonishment.
"This... this is where immortals and gods live?"
Zi Ling and Kongming stood side by side, watching the endless stream of figures disembarking from the treasure ships.
They exchanged a glance, then let out helpless sighs.
They really had no idea what Fellow Daoist Jiang was thinking.
She had actually brought the inhabitants of her Painting