Traveling along the long mountain path, Zhang Yuan urged his horse up the hillside.
The rolling mountains were left behind him, and what appeared ahead was a vast plain.
He saw crisscrossing paths, villages everywhere, vast fields covered in golden rice, a scene of harvest.
In the distance, a majestic city came into Zhang Yuan's sight.
Xishuo City!
Zhang Yuan's gaze swept over the city, looking towards the more distant towering mountains.
Instinct told him that was where the Upper Scenic Celestial lay!
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuan shook the reins, his steed neighed and galloped down the hillside, kicking up dust as it sped towards Xishuo City.
Leaving the mountainous area, the road suddenly became wide and flat, and travelers could be seen everywhere.
After running for a short while, Zhang Yuan arrived before the city gate.
He looked up and saw on the tall city gate tower, the words "Xishuo" were particularly striking.
