"Perhaps there is some opportunity hidden in that valley. If there is, please feel free to take it for yourself."
"I've only told you about this unusual place, so you don't need to worry about someone else getting there first."
"But if there's nothing to be found, I'm afraid I can only apologize for making you take a trip in vain."
As he spoke, Lin Cong took out a thin piece of paper from his storage bag and handed it to He Song.
He Song accepted the paper.
He lowered his head and looked at it.
A realization came over him.
On this thin piece of paper, there was a simple map drawn.
The destination marked on it was a valley located a hundred miles away from Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.
The topography and features around the valley were all depicted in detail, appearing vivid and lifelike.
He Song even saw many notes and drawings on the paper.
From the handwriting, they seemed to be Lin Cong's various discoveries and frustrated observations made during his exploration.
