The scent of the Ironwood Soul Flower!
This news instantly filled the previously despairing Ye Qingchen with immense excitement! Then, Qin Yue's next words made his breathing quicken.
"Indeed! And it seems we're in luck! I can sense that this is an Ironwood Soul Flower that's about to mature!"
"Where is it?" Ye Qingchen asked, his patience wearing thin. With this Ironwood Soul Flower, I can save Xiao Xiao!
Qin Yue pointed to the dense forest on their left and led the way. Ye Qingchen followed closely behind.
After bypassing more than a dozen giant trees, they came upon a dense thicket. Qin Yue bent down, pushed aside the shrubs, and carefully crept forward about ten meters before stopping. She pointed to a lone plant growing in a pile of rubble ahead and said to Ye Qingchen, "Look, this is the Ironwood Soul Flower!"
