Looking at the stream before him and the small waterfall not far off, Zhang Beixing knew this was the spot where he would make camp. With the stream in front and the forest behind, the sunlight fell unobstructed. A few hundred steps to one side, he could stand on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the surrounding forest scenery. Although the air was a bit humid, maintaining a certain distance would mitigate this. This is simply the perfect location for secluded cultivation, he thought.
With this in mind, Zhang Beixing immediately unloaded his gear and began to pitch the tent right where he stood.
