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Early morning. Golden Horn Mountain.
Dense fog enveloped the area, the morning glow filtering through the clouds, with the gentle sunshine shining in every corner of Golden Horn Mountain.
After a day and night of rest, Lin Tianming and his companions appeared at the mountain gate, with Lin Xingrong arriving to see them off.
After Lin Tianming and his six companions had exchanged bows, they said farewell to Lin Xingrong and set off again, flying north towards Qianchuan Market.
Golden Horn Mountain lay to the north of Luoyun Market, over two thousand miles away, and was the closest position within the Luoyun Mountain Range to Qianchuan Market.
With the family's occupation of Golden Horn Mountain, it could serve as a stepping stone for the Lin Family's expansion towards greater aspirations, making its significance extraordinary.
Sitting on the back of a Purple Gold Eagle, Lin Shilu took out a map made from beast skin and started examining it carefully with Lin Tianming.