Zhang Xing took the Teleportation Portal and arrived at the City of Light after a few turns.
After leaving the City of Light, he could reach the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain by following the foot of the Mountain Range.
At the same time, the foot of the Mountain Range was also the border between the Wolf Valley Basin and the Land of Eternal Winter. The path was extremely dangerous and normal flying beasts could not pass through it.
He could only choose to enter the Wolf Valley Basin and take a long detour before entering the Land of Eternal Winter.
All the Teleportation Portals from the City of Light to the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain had been destroyed.
Zhang Xing did not know if he would get lost if he just relied on the map.
So, he temporarily stopped at the City of Light.
He planned to find a caravan to follow him and record some coordinates so that he could use the Teleportation Portal in the future.
In the past, there were many caravans going to the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain every month. But now, there were less than half of them.
Only the large caravans did not use the Teleportation Portal. They had their own flying beasts to transport their goods.
But these caravans would only go once a year.
Because the journey was long, there were attacks from beasts and robbers.
They would recruit powerful warriors to be their bodyguards.
The White Phoenix Pavilion was one of the more famous caravans in the Damo Kingdom. The pavilion master, Bai Feng, had only taken over this business from his father for a year.
But she was even more successful than his father.
Bai Feng was young and beautiful, only eighteen years old. She was smart and knew how to unite the people in the caravan. She also knew how to communicate with powerful people.
She had only taken over for three months and many of her brothers had already become part of the guards.
Although they were called brothers, they were old enough to be Bai Feng's uncles and grandfathers.
But Bai Feng still called them brothers. These uncles and grandfathers were very happy to hear her call them brothers.
So, they willingly became her bodyguards.
Of course, they would be given the gold coins and spirit stones that they deserved.
They had already stayed in the City of Light for two days. The people and goods were ready.
Considering that this trip was different from the past, they decided to recruit a few more guards.
Zhang Xing heard the news and rushed over. He said that he could be a guard, but he was mocked by the young men in charge of recruitment.
"What?
You want to be a guard?
Little brother, how old are you this year? "
"I think you're at most fifteen."
"What's your cultivation?
Are you a warrior or sorcerer apprentice? "
"Haha …"
These guards mocked him one after another.
Zhang Xing didn't mind. He smiled and said, "Just give it a try."
"Oh my!
You're quite confident. Little brother, which clan's young master are you from? Are you here to gain experience? "
"I think you've come to the wrong place. You should go to the Mercenary Guild and participate in some small missions. Go pick flowers, pick grass, and do some simple missions."
"We are a caravan, and the journey is extremely dangerous. If we don't encounter ferocious magical beasts, then we encounter bandits who kill without batting an eyelid. We don't have the time to take care of you. You should leave."
They looked down on Zhang Xing and didn't even give him a chance to compete.
Zhang Xing was also helpless. He couldn't force them to lead the way.
Anyway, it was the same whether he joined their team or not. He just had to follow behind them.
Zhang Xing made up his mind and stood aside with a smile.
When these people saw that Zhang Xing didn't insist, they didn't pay any more attention to him. They were busy with the people who came to apply for the job.
A day passed quickly. The caravan recruited another five Advanced Combat Kings, three Beginner Combat Emperors, and two Advanced Combat Emperors.
They rested for the night. The next morning, before the sun rose, they got up and counted the goods and people. Then, they rode on the Griffins and set off.
Zhang Xing sat cross-legged on the magic carpet, following the caravan about thirty meters behind.