Lin Shanlai and Gaolang were chatting and laughing with three fellow disciples as they followed the map all the way to the Five Spirits Spring.
Gaolang looked up. The mountains before them were not particularly high, but they rolled endlessly across a vast expanse.
The entire mountain range was shrouded in swirling mist, brimming with spiritual energy. Multicolored springs dotted the landscape, and the gurgling sound of flowing water was pleasing to the ear.
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