The valley of Eagle's Peak was, as its name implied, in a deep, verdant valley between two mountains, ending with direct access to the ocean that divided that world in two.
In the center of this valley, or to be more specific, of the city that stretched from the beach docks to the depths of the valley, there was a huge peak, rising just over five hundred meters high and sheltering hundreds of eagles' nests.
That's where this place got its name from.
Qingyi was honestly still a little confused as to why Meilin thought this was a good place.
It shouldn't have had more than thirty thousand inhabitants in total, a tiny city by the standards of this cultivation world.
Its walls were short, its streets shabby and its armies made up almost entirely of strange foreigners.
Plus, of course, the enormous crime rate, with those damned pirates terrorizing both sea and land routes.
