"..." Wan Lei.
"Damn it, are we supposed to regroup at the Great Wall again? If we remain scattered, we'll be picked off one by one.
Let's find another place, closer to here."
"This one also has it."
"Can you stop breathing so heavily when you speak?"
Wan Lei really wanted to kick Wu Liangshu.
"The Land of Fate is not a vast, flat expanse. In the very center of the Land of Fate stands a towering peak.
That peak is extremely precipitous, tens of thousands of feet high, standing straight on the earth. Ordinary people simply cannot climb it. Only those above the third stage can fly up.
That mountain is bare, just like..."
Wu Liangshu stopped speaking at this point, his face reddening slightly as he glanced at the four ladies present.
"Speak up."
Wan Lei was in a particularly foul mood at the moment.
"Like a man's erect... it's thick and straight, so we all call that peak..."
"You call it the... Peak?"
As soon as Wan Lei said this, all the women present, except Liu Yuxin, blushed. Fang Xiaoyu kicked him in the leg.
"No, no, no, we call it Zhenhai Mountain."
"...Then why did you bring that up? You made me take a kick for nothing."
"I was just trying to find the most fitting way to describe it."
"Why is it called Zhenhai Mountain?"
"Because that mountain is so tall that even if purple rain descends and the Land of Fate is submerged into a sea, it wouldn't be completely drowned. It would form a small island, resembling a town-sea needle. That's why we call it Zhenhai Mountain."
"Alright, stop talking. Are you sure every tribe in the Land of Fate knows this?"
"Absolutely, everyone knows Zhenhai Mountain. Anyone who doesn't is an idiot."
All those present, having been scolded, could only glare at him helplessly.
"Fine, issue the order. The army will march tomorrow, with Zhenhai Mountain as our target."
"Understood."
After the three retreated, Wan Lei looked at the others.
"Everyone, start making contact. Get everyone you can reach to come to Zhenhai Mountain."
"Alright."
"Got it."
"We'll do it now."
After the meeting, the group dispersed.
As Liu Yuxin stepped outside, she quietly asked Wan Liuchuan,
"What was Wan Lei talking about just now? What does it look like? That thing about men... why do you all understand it, but I don't?"
"Uh... this thing, where's your tent? How about I show you?"
"Okay, let's go."
Sui Xiaohang was still concerned about his own tribe. After chatting in Wan Lei's tent, he headed back towards his tribe.
He hadn't gone far when he heard a scream from a tent nearby.
"Get out!!! You pervert!"
Immediately after, with a thud, Wan Liuchuan was kicked out, adjusting his pants.
Seeing Wan Liuchuan, covered in dirt but still mindful of his pants, Sui Xiaohang was first astonished, then wore a knowing smile that men understood.
"What are you laughing at? Get lost!"
Wan Liuchuan glared at him fiercely.
"Hey, I say, Little Chuan, you're too impatient. You haven't even won her over yet, and you're already in a hurry to take off your pants. The girl is shy, you can't force it.
Listen to your elder brother, I have experience with this. You have to go step by step: first hugs and cuddles, then kisses and touches, and only then do you take off your pants...
Hey, what are you doing? I'm trying to teach you something out of kindness, and you're hitting me. Is there any justice?
Someone, help!"
The army set off. The warship and the black snake were filled with people. All the sacred beasts were collected by Wan Lei into his Qiankun storage bag.
With the warship and the giant snake, the tents and other supplies previously used for marching were no longer needed. What used to take over ten years to reach the Great Wall could now be done in just one or two months.
The Zhenhai Mountain they were heading to was located in the center of the Land of Fate. After a month of travel by warship and black snake, they finally arrived.
Along the way, they also plundered some scattered tribes they encountered. Those tribes were no match for the powerful Dengyan Tribe.
Looking at the pillar soaring into the clouds before them, everyone felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.
This Zhenhai Mountain was entirely dark. From a distance, it resembled a town-sea needle, standing unyielding.
"This thing, it really looks like that..."
Young Master Lei exclaimed sincerely.
In terms of height and precipitousness, Mount Leishen in the Lei Feng Realm and the Holy Mountain of Asgard were taller.
But in terms of erectness and peculiarity, this mountain undoubtedly ranked first.
Wan Lei circled the summit of this mountain first, confirming there were no enemy ambushes, and then ordered the troops to set up camp at the foot of the mountain.
The people of the Dengyan Tribe took out their long-sealed tents and other supplies, setting up camp at the southern foot of the mountain.
They didn't know how long they would be stationed here, so they made the camp more secure.
They had plundered not only supplies and people from other tribes but also cultivators.
The fire-attribute cultivators provided much-needed combustible materials for the tribesmen, allowing them to make fires for warmth.
The purple rain had eroded vitality, bringing bone-chilling cold. The clothes people wore had been damp for months, and they could finally dry them.
Wan Lei stood on Zhenhai Mountain, looking out in all directions. Whenever a tribe arrived, he would personally or send someone to greet them and settle them in.
It was only three months later that he saw three warships sailing towards them from the horizon.
Standing at the bow of the ship was an old woman with white hair.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu personally went to meet them.
"Greetings, Elder Chen."
"Alas, I've finally seen you two. This old woman's heart can finally be at ease."
Chen Yijun's worried brows, which had been furrowed for over half a year, finally relaxed upon seeing Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu.
"We've been waiting for you too. Now that the others have united and are clearly planning to deal with us, we've been living in constant worry, fearing you might encounter any accidents."
Fang Xiaoyu took Chen Yijun's hand and invited her into the main tent. The people from other tribes and those from the Kui Lian Sect all extended their camps to accommodate them.
Qi Manya, Wan Liuchuan, and the others also rose to pay their respects.
"Wan Lei, Xiaoyu, you've had a difficult journey. I heard that the Dengyan Tribe was originally just a small tribe of a few thousand people, and now I see there are tens of thousands.
It's truly not easy for you to expand a small tribe into such a large one in just six months.
You also had to face the pursuit and interception of six Mahayana stage powerhouses and still achieved a great victory. The future of the Lei Feng Realm rests on your shoulders."
"Elder Chen is too kind. Our most urgent task now is to enter the Great Wall. Those six Mahayana stage powerhouses are still lurking there, watching us covetously. To pass, we must first overcome their challenge."