How high was twenty-seven or twenty-eight hundred zhang?
In Great Xia, five feet made one pace, three hundred and sixty paces made one li, and ten feet made one zhang. That meant one hundred and eighty zhang made one li.
Twenty-seven or twenty-eight hundred zhang came to a little over fifteen li.
If that still meant nothing, consider how an army marched: it covered about thirty li a day. After breaking camp in the morning, it would travel fifteen li before stopping to rest and eat lunch.
Outside many towns stood little villages with names like "Five-Li Pavilion," "Ten-Li Pavilion," and "Halfway Pavilion." The last of these marked roughly the limit of a town's protection. Beyond it, by the time word reached town and the troops arrived, it would be too late.
Martial arts masters were another matter, of course.
Peaceful Peach Mountain was as tall as the road from a city to its Halfway Pavilion stood when pulled straight and set upright.
In Pan Long's previous world, several of the tallest mountains sounded about that high. But the comparison was misleading: the Nine Provinces had no concept of elevation above sea level. A mountain's height was the vertical distance from its foot to its summit.
In other words, moving Peaceful Peach Mountain to his previous world would be like shifting the world's highest peak, together with the plateau beneath it, to the eastern coast.
...All right, perhaps the ground couldn't bear that.
It was an astonishing height. The Cloudborn Beast could tread on clouds, flying hundreds of zhang above the ground, even level with the lower clouds. For Peaceful Peach Mountain, though, that was nowhere near enough.
Once they reached the mountain, the Cloudborn Beast had to fly upward along its slopes. At first, Pan Long could clearly see