Yi Xiang Peak's Xiubei Stele

Zhang Ping'er had been right. Sitting leisurely atop Four Unlike, Zhang Xiaohua truly had no desire to become an inner disciple of Yi Xiang Peak. He merely gazed at the unimaginably vast Yi Xiang Peak before him, his eyes sweeping across the mountain where scarcely a human figure could be seen. Where could that damned Zhong Pei be?

The Yi Xiang Peak before Zhang Xiaohua was nothing like what he had imagined. He had previously visited Baiyue Peak, Tianmu Peak, and Shixin Peak. In his impression, the nineteen peaks of the Incense-Passing Cult were all roughly the same size, and Yi Xiang Peak ought to have been about the same as Shixin Peak. Yet when he truly saw Yi Xiang Peak, the sight before him left him shaken.

This... could this still be called a peak?

This mountain, nearly ten times the size of Shixin Peak, towered before him like a colossal beast. Ethereal clouds and mist wound around everything above its waist, while lush green trees, vividly blooming flowers, and other strange plants splashed the entire mountain with brilliant colors.

From time to time, flocks of white cranes, goshawks, fire phoenixes, and many other birds unfamiliar to Zhang Xiaohua flew out from different parts of the mountain. Their clear cries rang out as they plunged into the white mist around the mountainside, blasting enormous holes through it and revealing the still-verdant peak above. Before long, just as the clouds and mist were about to cover those holes again, more birds would swoop down from above and sweep the mist clean away.

"No wonder this is where the inner disciples of the Incense-Passing Cult reside. The Primordial Qi of Yi Xiang Peak is far richer than that of Shixin Peak. Cultivating in such a place overflowing with Qi, even if