The Curse of Qu Family

The road in Pan Shan island was circular in form. Even after a distance of ten thousand feet, it still continued for another few hundred thousand feet. According to the man with the yellow face, if one wished to reach the peak, they would need to follow the spiralling path of Pan Shan road. It was a thousand year old tradition with no reason.

With their fast pace, they reached the peak in an instant.

There were ancient buildings constructed on the peak of the mountain. Behind these structures, there was a greenish mountain which was hundreds of feet high. From the mountain, a beautiful waterfall flowed down and splashed into the pool in the midst of the structures.

"What a serene place." Ye Chen secretly wondered. He had always been in the towns and cities, therefore, by coming to this remote place in the island, he felt extremely refreshed.

Following the old stony road, Ye Chen and the man with the yellow face reached a big hut situated in the center.