"Yes, we have already entered the borders of Buzhou Mountain. This mountain range extends tens of thousands of miles to the northwest, spanning between the three major powers of Immortal Palace, Xuanmen, and Divine Teachings. The ancient hermit caves, battlefields, Divine Beast lairs, spirit ponds, and blessed lands are too numerous to count. We won't go deep inside, we'll just let the young dragons hunt on their own near the border."
Upon receiving Lu Yu's instructions, Chen Daotong and Yuan Xuanbao both rang their bells, clinking and clanking, and the four little dragons immediately burst out of the clouds behind them, roaring as they descended into the mountains.
Lu Yu closed his eyes and swept the area with his Divine Sense, pointing in the northwest direction, "Over there is a small town with no cultivators above the Golden Core level. You guys go have a look. I'll be watching here. If there's any trouble, just ring the bell."
Oh, Brother Lu is quite nice.
