On the morning of the third day.
"Master, we're almost there. Huai'an City is visible up ahead."
A girl's soft voice drifted into the silent cabin.
Ling Wanshuang's disciple, Xu Yiyi, stood outside the cabin door and bowed as she made her report.
Inside the spacious cabin, all four people opened their eyes simultaneously, emerging from meditation.
"At last." Daoist Qingxuan could hardly wait.
The four flashed out of the cabin and looked due east, in the direction the airship was traveling.
In the distance, they could see the outline of a border main city rising from the land.
A dark green curtain of light enveloped the sky above the city. From afar, it resembled a gigantic locust tree spreading its branches and leaves over the entire city.
The city was not large, somewhat smaller even than Black Iron City and the other three southwestern cities.
Yet they could vaguely see streaks of escape light darting through the air from every direction, entering through the city's four gates.
The four exchanged glances.
Daoist Qingxuan said, "It's been some time since treasures appeared in the Immortal Tomb. Word has already spread throughout southern Xilin Commandery. Cultivators from all sides are probably on their way here now."
The others had already anticipated this situation and said little.
Daoist Qingxuan suggested, "Let's take a look around the Immortal Tomb first."
Thus, they took the airship around Huai'an City and flew toward a stretch of deep mountains southeast of the city.
Southern Xilin Commandery was mountainous, and the towering peaks and steep ridges outside Huai'an City formed extremely treacherous terrain.
The Immortal Tomb lay east of Huai'an City, in a mountainous region of precipitous terrain overrun with wolves, venomous creatures, tigers, and leopards.
As they approached the deep mountains, the eight put away their