Heaven-Reaching Peak.
Li Ping'an stood before the vast Medicine Valley and sighed softly.
That damned Lin Lushan had blown up the entire Medicine Valley on Heaven-Reaching Peak before leaving.
Even the spirit springs had been utterly destroyed, let alone the cave residences and forbidden grounds.
Only desolate ruins remained.
The Jade Stone Mountain Mine and the spirit medicine garden had naturally not escaped the disaster either.
Only the Scripture Pavilion remained.
The Scripture Pavilion housed Heaven-Reaching Peak's cultivation manuals and scrolls, much like the library of a modern university.
Generally, it would have several floors, and the higher the floor, the higher the grade of the cultivation methods within.
In the brutally competitive world of cultivation, a single high-grade cultivation method was enough to whip up a bloody storm.
Thus, the sect placed great importance on this place.
Formations guarded the outside, and restrictions secured the inside.
Perhaps Lin Lushan simply hadn't had time to destroy it.
Outsiders couldn't get in, and even if they did, all they would see were some bizarre Daoist texts.
They were all written in ancient seal script and archaic language, and many Hand Seals were never committed to writing at all, but passed down by word of mouth.
Without a master's instruction, one couldn't understand them at all.
Those stories in television dramas and novels where someone became a peerless master simply by entering a Scripture Pavilion would never happen.
A perfectly fine Heaven-Reaching Peak had now become a place even dogs shunned.
The other disciples all wished they could take a detour around it.
Li Ping'an crouched on the ground, clutching a handful of soybeans and chewing as his mind wandered.
He recalled witnessing Heaven-Reaching Peak in its heyday during his earlier visit to Medicine Valley.
Gongs and drums had thundered, firecrackers had