Before long, Lin Chen and his companions arrived at the foot of the towering peak.
Over a hundred zhang high, it was extremely steep and one of the few places in the Green Ripple Sect where there were no traces of human presence.
This was due to the high terrain, which had always been steep, with walls on both sides of the mountain peak being very smooth.
Ordinary disciples found it difficult to climb here, and those with some prowess wouldn't choose to waste their time here, as there was nothing atop but emptiness. Rather than repeatedly climbing, it would be better to spend time elsewhere on more productive pursuits.
Thus, the area was very silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind and no other noise.
Xiaoying raised her head, gazing upwards. Her eyes showed a hint of gloom, but soon a wave of excitement surged up, and she clenched her delicate fist, her eyes gleaming.
This was the true destination of her journey.
