"Hoo...hoo...hoo..."
On the mountain top, the wind howled. Lu Zheng waved his hand, isolating the strong wind with True Qi.
Si Lingxi looked around, seeing faintly visible peaks in the sea of clouds, white clouds leisurely drifting, verdant greenery everywhere.
Not far west, another slightly higher peak stood amidst the clouds, blue and white interweaving, resembling a blooming lotus flower.
"That is Lotus Peak, slightly taller than Celestial City Peak," said Lu Zheng.
With their exceptional vision, they could see tourists going up and down Lotus Peak.
Si Lingxi nodded, turned to the stone carving at the top of Celestial City Peak, and chuckled, "To reach the peak, a gathering place for Immortals; quite boastful words."
"Indeed, there's no place around here with more Immortal Qi," Lu Zheng defended their ancestor.
