"Benefactors, may you have a smooth journey! Qingming Wanmu Ridge will always be your home!" Queen Illya stood at the forefront, with dozens of beautiful elven maidens behind her, simultaneously tossing laurel flowers into the sky. In an instant, the petals rained down like a gentle drizzle, filling the air with a fresh and intoxicating fragrance that spread all around.

Amidst the shower of laurel flowers and the melodious farewell songs of the elves, the adventure at Qingming Wanmu Ridge came to a warm and perfect conclusion.

Mu Xiaochuan and his companions boarded the Thrill Seeker, soaring into the sky, continuing their journey northward. Their destination was the legendary snowfield, covered in ice and fraught with danger.

The flying boat traversed the skies above Qingming Wanmu Ridge, and after several days of travel, they finally arrived at the snow-covered world.