Ye Xiwen only paused here briefly before heading straight into the Human Race ancestral land. This time, he was thoroughly familiar with the route, and his cultivation was worlds apart from when he had first come.
Ye Xiwen arrived at the valley where Medicine King resided, a place shrouded in mist all year round. The moment he arrived, he sensed a strand of divine sense sweep over him without drawing attention.
Ye Xiwen immediately knew that Medicine King had already noticed his arrival. Though Medicine King did not specialize in combat, as a Seal King Realm expert, he was certainly no weakling.
The last time he had come, he had not even sensed that divine sense settling upon him. It was clear that, in Medicine King's eyes back then, he had been far too lacking.
"Senior Medicine King, this junior Ye Xiwen has come to pay a visit!"
Ye Xiwen called out loudly.
The maze formation throughout the valley slowly opened, and Medicine King's voice came from within.
"Come in yourself!"
Ye Xiwen took one step into the valley. Just as he had seen before, countless medicinal herbs had been planted everywhere, their enticing fragrance wafting through one formation after another.
At the very center of that immense herb garden, Medicine King was tending medicinal plants, looking no different from an ordinary herb farmer.
Ye Xiwen hurried forward and bowed. "This junior greets Senior!"
"Mhm!"
Medicine King nodded, then said, "No need to stand on ceremony. You were introduced by Old Beggar, yet you are completely different from him. You have too many manners, while that old fellow has no shame at all and cares for nothing!"
Ye Xiwen chuckled. "One can never be blamed for being overly polite!"
Medicine King pinched his fingers and calculated the time. He looked