Spring was warm, orchids fragrant, and it was so comfortable she wanted to sleep.
It was astonishing. After passing through that Mysterious Gate, she had actually arrived in another space. Greenery filled her vision; babbling streams gathered into lakes, fragrant grass spread far and wide, and ancient trees soared into the sky. Bai Yujun wondered if she had passed through a portal and entered the depths of the Southern Wilderness Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The most conspicuous thing before her was a massive tree, so huge that its thick trunk could overturn anyone's understanding of trees.
The ancient tree spread like a canopy, surrounded by slightly smaller trees that were each equally enormous. Even in the Southern Wilderness Hundred Thousand Mountains, they would have been rare, much less that largest ancient tree.
Butterflies fluttered, bees buzzed, and the place brimmed with life like a paradise beyond the world.
She closed her eyes, her dainty little nose with its slightly raised bridge taking a deep breath. The air was fresh, and the spiritual energy here was so dense it could frighten a flood dragon.
The sky was a flawless wash of blue, and she could see the sun, yet she could not smell even a trace of dust. She was somewhat unsure whether she was still in the Dragon Gate Desert.
Looking carefully at the ground beneath her feet, she found a flagstone path buried beneath vines and weeds. It wound toward the ancient tree, while some of its slabs had simply been swallowed by trees and lifted into the air.
"I've struck it rich. So many spirit herbs..."
There were simply too many spirit herbs in sight, their ages impossible to estimate. Outside, spirit herbs might come one or two plants at a time; here, they were counted in clumps—or perhaps