The small boat drifted leisurely across the tranquil lake.
Although the surroundings were brimming with spiritual energy, as it ventured deeper into the mountain's heart, it was filled with jagged rocks, intertwining caves, flickering candlelight, and amidst the clamor, whispers seemed to echo, making the place even more eerie with yin energy.
"Thud!"
The oar lightly tapped a stone step, and the small boat deftly docked.
"Five Spirit Stones for the ferry ride," croaked the boatman. "Just follow this path all the way up; the Yellow Springs Winery is the sixth establishment on the left on the Fourth Layer."
"Thanks!" Ling Di handed over five Spirit Stones to him, jumped ashore, sniffed around to ensure no abnormality, and then hopped and skipped, heading up with Yan Xuan.
As their figures vanished among the myriad shadows, the boat shook slightly, and a tall, slender shadow appeared within.
