Chen Xu decided to walk east.
Before leaving, he climbed the highest mountain peak nearby, carefully memorizing all the terrains he could see while looking far into the distance.
Although this place was a wilderness, the mountains rose and fell, covered in lush green.
With such a high vantage point, it indeed had its own kind of beauty.
As far as the eye could see, the terrain to the east gradually expanded, and the outline of a city was clearly visible about thirty or forty miles away.
Beside the city was a wide avenue, with a river winding through.
Additionally, there were expansive farmlands, arranged in different shapes like grid patterns, green and beautiful, embedded in this world like freshly polished emeralds, pleasingly verdant.
Chen Xu had read the "Jizhou Immortal Dao Travel Notes" and now knew that those seemingly ordinary fields were actually spirit fields owned by major sects!
