Southern Dipper Immortal World, Thousand Mountains Forbidden Area.
Han Feiyu strolled leisurely across the desolate plain, just as an elderly woman would.
The occasional screech of a giant eagle echoing above him didn't arouse his interest at all.
After half a day of unhurried wanderings, Han Feiyu raised his head to look into the sky.
"It's fortunate that within this Forbidden Area, time still passes with day and night."
"Otherwise, it would be quite boring to keep moving across this vast land with nothing in sight."
Having said that, Han Feiyu took out a sun-umbrella and a set of table and chairs, both made from eagle feathers.
He sat down on the chair and poured himself a glass of ten-thousand-year-old stone milk.
He had no choice, for he was in possession of a large amount of the stuff.
He then waved his hand lightly, and five maidens with a set of pots and pans appeared nearby.
Lastly, he took out a bunch of fresh ingredients, and the maids began to cook.
