I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

Spirit Mountain.

To think I would hear that name here, in this place of all places... and from the mouth of a dark-fairy magician at that.

“...Where did you say?”

“I said Spirit Mountain,” Lise Ladygoth replied flatly, her gaze fixed on my stunned expression. “On the eastern edge of the continent, there’s a strangely shaped peninsula. It is one of the large mountains there. It is considered one of the largest demon zones on the continent now.”

“...”

My mind snapped back to reality from her explanation. The Spirit Mountain she spoke of and the Spirit Mountain I knew were two completely different places.

But thinking about it, that was only logical.

“That’s a rather... unique name for a mountain.”

“I hear the followers of Black and White gave it that name.”