Lin Mo and Liao Wen didn't go to a hotel and instead found a place to rest in the deep mountains nearby. Both were Martial Artists and Magic Users; they didn't need to sleep, as long as they cultivated, that was enough.
However, Lin Mo had already set up several arrays around them: a Mist Formation, a Defensive Array, an Attack Array Formation, and a Spirit Gathering Array.
Setting up four arrays in a row had already stunned Liao Wen.
Liao Wen sat cross-legged to one side, not cultivating but instead watching Lin Mo with eyes wide open.
She saw the small green ball in Lin Mo's hand turn into wisps of green mist, continuously absorbed by him.
Meanwhile, the grass, wildflowers, and trees growing around Lin Mo's body began to grow wildly—the grass reached thirty centimeters high, the wildflowers bloomed profusely with a faint fragrance, and the tree branches grew like whips, twisting and interlocking.
