White Mountain, an important natural mountain range in the Divine Land, was known as a place graced by prodigies and potent Spiritual Energy. Due to its remote location, it had yet to be developed by man. The air here was extremely fresh, and the scenery magnificent. Ye Fan could feel it, and even Qin Yanran found it very comfortable.
Ye Fan rented a mountain off-road vehicle and drove it across the rocky plains. The vehicle shook and trembled violently. Qin Yanran, unable to withstand the constant jolting, nearly threw up. Ye Fan had no choice but to make frequent stops. There was no helping it; that was just the nature of the environment here.
By evening, they finally arrived at the foot of White Mountain. Gazing up at its towering peak, Qin Yanran felt a wave of apprehension. Tomorrow, they had to climb this massive mountain. For her, it was a daunting challenge. However, since she was the one who had insisted on coming, she was determined to see it through.
