Chen Jichuan smiled slightly, skillfully constructing the 'Thousand-mile Eye' and 'Sharp-Hearing Ear', and began to explore inland.
The Thousand-mile Eye rose, overlooking from high above.
At a glance, he saw that this was just a small island. The island was not large, about twenty to thirty miles in circumference, with undulating hills. In the west, there were terraces, while the north and south were inhabited by people. But the easternmost part was desolate, not a soul in sight, only a Jade Spring, clear and pristine, giving a sense of peace and serenity.
Chen Jichuan was watching intently.
Suddenly.
A voice sounded behind him: "Is it beautiful?"
"Who is it?!"
Chen Jichuan's hair stood on end, unable to retreat from reality in time, he forced himself to calm down and turned around, only to see a middle-aged man with a jade crown and draped in rosy clouds, standing with his hands behind his back, expressionless, staring at him.
Name: Wuk Yuan
Age: 265
Level: 14
