The Flying Saucer continued speeding onward. Only after traveling more than three thousand li did Wenlong begin to feel the temperature rise.
This had to be the region around Flame Mountain. Inside the Flying Saucer, Wenlong used the Ice Control Technique several times, but the sweltering heat soon returned each time.
He was helpless, too. With the heat and cold alternating like this, he feared he would ruin all the equipment inside the Flying Saucer.
No, if this keeps up, the Flying Saucer will be scrap before I even reach my destination.
Wenlong could only slow down, stop the Flying Saucer, and put it away in his storage space.
Walking was his only option now. He scanned his surroundings. Dust stretched endlessly before him, without a single living creature in sight.
The hills near and far were barren, without flowers, grass, or trees. It was as though he had entered a world of deathly silence.
After walking for a long time, he finally saw flames rising from a great mountain in the distance.
That had to be Flame Mountain. To Wenlong's surprise, someone else was walking ahead of him, heading straight toward it.
He involuntarily quickened his pace, wanting to see who else had come to explore Flame Mountain.
The person ahead seemed to know someone was approaching from behind and slowed down, as if deliberately waiting for Wenlong.
Wenlong saw that the stranger carried a staff and wore a cassock. He was clearly a monk.
The monk blinked his large eyes, his face full of confusion. "Benefactor, are you a man or a woman?"
He was plainly a young fellow, but how could a monk who practiced cultivation ask such a rude question?
"Ha ha, Master, don't you know that men and women alike are called benefactors?" Wenlong replied