Xin Lin planned to return to Purple Cloud City and plant this batch of Spiritual Wisdom Grass. On one hand, she would continue to refine Wisdom Liquid for Danzi, and on the other hand, she would let her father try it.
The carriage continued forward.
Around noon, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the coachman said.
"Third Miss, there's a big tree ahead blocking the road. I'll go down and take a look."
The coachman was sent by Tu Suxuan to escort Xin Lin to Purple Cloud City and was a Martial Artist in the Xuan Transformation Realm.
"Then I will trouble you."
They stopped in a dense forest.
Surrounded by trees.
The fallen tree was about as high as three people embracing it.
The coachman parked the carriage to the side and went to move the tree by himself.
Stepping off the carriage.
"Something's not right."
The little fox shook its head and looked around alertly.
"You've followed us all the way, shouldn't you show yourself by now?"
Xin Lin said coldly.
