Celestial Mountain City sat high upon a mountain.
The weather was excellent today, truly a fine day.
Bai Mo looked back and saw the vast white clouds hanging over Celestial Mountain City.
Their party had already passed the boundary at the foot of the mountain.
The sound of arguing nearby pulled Bai Mo back to the present.
He turned his head to see a Cultivator afflicted by a Blood Curse arguing with someone selling Pills.
The latter appeared calm and unhurried.
'As long as he doesn't have an acquaintance to run the errand for him, he'll have to come to me sooner or later.'
Seeing this, the others in the group chuckled.
The caravan's elder walked over to a nearby stall, picking through the goods.
It was a stall selling fruit. The stall owner's skin was dark and weathered, marked by the sun and rain.
He smiled as he bagged the wild fruits the elder had selected and weighed them.
"Hey, just give me fifteen copper coins for these."
