Xuan Miao stopped and turned to look at her. "You spent three days and three nights chatting with it. What were you trying to get? The locations of those rare treasures?"
When Demonic Beasts formed bonds of love and hate among themselves, eighty percent of the time it was over fighting for heavenly treasures and earthly marvels.
And many such treasures remained rooted in fixed locations.
A hundred years ago, those ginseng, lingzhi, and spirit herbs grew there. So long as humans did not pull them up by the roots, they would still grow there a hundred years later.
Pan Yun smiled and nodded. "That's right, Senior Sister. Cultivation cannot do without heavenly treasures and earthly marvels. It's a ready-made treasure map. It's rare to meet one, so naturally I had to chat a little longer. Besides—"
After a pause, Pan Yun said, "I truly considered it a friend."
"A friend?" Xuan Miao looked at her quietly. After a long while, she nodded. "All right. I believe you."
With that, she turned and left.
Pan Yun quietly let out a breath, then put her smile back on and jogged after her. "Senior sister, you heard it too. When you have time later, you can take third senior brother to have a look. Your health is poor. Eat more spirit herbs and nurse yourself back to health so you can break through more easily afterward."
Xuan Miao neither agreed nor disagreed.
She had already broken through to the First Marquis. Her old injuries had improved considerably, and her cultivation was smoother than before. As for returning her body to its original state, she hoped for it, but did not cling to that hope.
If I gain it, it is my fortune; if I lose it, it is my fate.
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