The mountain held a mine, an Iron Evil Ore mine.
The Evil Qi was dense.
Crude stone huts were scattered throughout the mountain forest. Outer Sect Disciples could choose any unoccupied hut to live in.
There were no Immortal Palaces floating in the clouds, no otherworldly Immortal Families who abstained from worldly grains. All that existed was...
Desolation!
Decay!
Suffocation!
"An Immortal Sect..."
Watching the busy miners at the foot of the mountain and the vicious, dangerous land teeming with Evil Qi before her, a complex expression appeared on Ning Ruxue's pretty face.
It was the bitterness of having the beautiful illusion in her heart shattered.
"This is it?"
"Ruxue." After spending a few days together, Mu Tian felt they had grown close and had already started addressing her by her first name.
He grimaced, rubbing the whip marks on his body as he spoke.
