"This will be a little difficult for me to decipher. I can only take it to the tranquil peaks," said Dean Zhu Lao as he sighed.
Yang Qing's pupils froze once he heard that name…how could he not when it was the dream target for every cultivator who joins the Order and sees the dump they are given as abodes.
The tranquil peaks were the only area that could be considered a cultivator's dream abode. It was the home of those who had reached the soul formation realm and unlike the valleys, they called home the tranquil peaks were true mountain peaks, shrouded in fog piercing the skies above.
Its grandness couldn't be hidden as one could feel its majesty even all the way from the junction that led to the different valleys. Standing solitary drawing awe, envy, and longing to all who saw it.
One could even argue those peaks were among the motivating factors behind the incessant pursuit of dao by the employees of the Order.