"Mokong Mountain, Clear Isle Mountain..."
Jiang Yang murmured the names.
Apart from Kaiyang Prefecture, which he had heard of, the names of those two mountains meant nothing to him.
"All Blessed Lands and Grotto-Heavens today, whether known to the world or hidden away, were constructed in ancient times..."
"Blessed lands were built upon renowned mountains and their earth deities, while grotto-heavens mostly relied on their spiritual standing to hang suspended in the Great Void. All were places where ancient cultivators preserved their legacies, escaped calamities, and secured their lives. By today's standards, they are extraordinary, and often contain treasures that have vanished from the present world."
The Blessed Land was so ancient that even the Purple Mansion cultivators of the various houses had to consult their records. Naturally, Xuan Guang had not expected Jiang Yang to know anything about it, and changed tack:
"Are you wondering why I'm telling you all this?"
"Yes."
Jiang Yang had indeed been puzzling over that, so he nodded.
"When I said you had arrived at a good time, I wasn't joking. This Blessed Land's emergence into the Mortal World holds an opportunity destined for you."
Xuan Guang spoke kindly, but his gaze held an unreadable complexity.
"An opportunity destined for me? Master, do you mean..."
Jiang Yang caught his meaning almost immediately, but still asked with some doubt.
As expected, Xuan Guang's answer confirmed his guess:
"Indeed. You are to visit this Clear Isle Mountain Blessed Land."
"This Blessed Land has emerged into the Mortal World within our Zheng Kingdom. By established custom, it belongs jointly to the Sects and houses, and every Sect and every house may send disciples inside to explore."
"Me? Go into the Blessed Land?"
"But... Master, as an esteemed True Person, why don't you explore it yourself?"
It was