Although Xuan Mountain City was called a Mountain City, it was actually built on flat land. It was next to a big river on the left and huge mountains on the right. Nearby was tens of thousands of square miles of fertile land; it was in a great geographical position.

Outside of the fifty-square-mile city were four-hundred-foot high walls three hundred and twenty feet thick. Four carriages could travel along it. It was stacked using stone and rock, supported by some spiritual formations. Every few miles, one could feel a strong aura on their faces which felt really firm.

Xuanyuan Yiren was standing on top of a nine-story building, looking in the direction of the city walls.

However, her eyes weren't looking at the high walls, but even further southeast. She hated the walls for being too high and blocking her view so that she couldn't see further.

"Already three months have passed, are you still unwilling to change your mind?"

Forty feet from that wooden fence stood a fortysome-year-