When beautiful sunset clouds rose along the western horizon, the party of three finally reached the vicinity of their destination.
Gazing into the distance from high above, Chen Ping realized that even Ju Zi's words in the original novel could not be trusted entirely. How did this thing look like a spider? Wasn't it just a giant octopus sprawled on the ground?
Still, regardless of whether the Jingyang Mountain Range resembled a spider or an octopus, one thing was certain: the mountains before them could only be described as magnificent and imposing.
This was also a gathering place for soul beasts, but it gave Chen Ping an entirely different feeling from the Star Dou Great Forest.
The Star Dou Great Forest was deep and boundless, while this place had a wild, fierce air.
Perhaps its foundations were nowhere near as deep as those of the Star Dou Great Forest, but it was more aggressive.
"Let's rest nearby tonight. We'll head into the mountains tomorrow and try our luck finding you a suitable soul beast," Chen Ping said.
The three landed a hundred li from the Jingyang Mountain Range and found a flat patch of elevated ground to pitch their tents.
With storage soul tools, soul masters could carry ample supplies. Three people, three tents-with Chen Ping bustling about, everything was soon set up.
Watching Chen Ping diligently pitch both their tents for them, Wu Feng smiled. "How are you so practiced even at pitching tents? Thanks for the hard work. The two of us will go find you some firewood later."
Chen Ping chuckled. "Well, that's great. I get to put both of you to work at once. Remember to bring back plenty of dry wood."
"I'll see if there are any suitable ingredients around here. The fresher the food,