The Twelve Immortal Mountain Dao Pavilions stood within the Sixteen Peaks, the very heart of the Myriad Spirits Garden and the cultivation grounds richest in spiritual energy. If the density of spiritual energy outside the Sixty-Four Peaks was comparable to a pool, then within the Thirty-Two Peaks it was a lake; within the Sixteen Peaks, it was a mighty river surging without end.
All spirits could enter the Sixty-Four Peaks upon enlightenment; once they successfully underwent Transformation, they could call themselves Myriad Spirits Garden Disciples and qualify to enter the Thirty-Two Peaks. After reaching Fourth Grade, disciples could reside permanently within the Sixteen Peaks, exempt from miscellaneous chores and duties, entering only the Dao Palaces to focus on cultivation under expert guidance. Clearly, the path upward in the Myriad Spirits Garden was well defined and strictly hierarchical. Every step was like climbing a stair, bringing greater resources and sect support.
Little Bad King and the others only reached the Sixteen Peaks of Myriad Spirits on the twenty-eighth day. Frankly, they had already traveled very quickly, because Brother Tiger had joined them along the way. As an Innate Spirit, a Bai Ze, he was huge and possessed tremendous endurance. Everyone could endlessly exploit him, bully him, and ride him on the journey, which was how they arrived two days early.
The Twelve Immortal Mountain Dao Pavilions were arranged according to eleven zodiac animals, with the Myriad Dao Pavilion added to their number. As such, Little Bad King and the others would each enter different immortal mountains. Brother Tiger would certainly go to the Yin Tiger Pavilion to copy heart canons and secret arts, while Ox Little Mouse had to visit the Zi Rat Pavilion.
As for Wang Lili, her Spirit Beast Body was a Seven-Colored Giant Spider, for which there was