Floating Cloud Mountain Range, in the Spiritual Medicine Garden behind Crimson Cloud Mountain.
A white-clothed woman watered several drops of spiritual liquid onto the roots of the spirit plants before her, then took out a Low-grade Spirit Stone and placed it into the Spirit Gathering Array beside them.
Only after the white-clothed woman had just risen did she notice someone standing not far away, watching her with a smile. Startled, she hurriedly turned around and cupped her hands in a salute.
"Chu Ling pays her respects to Senior Brother Tang!"
"I say, Junior Sister Chu Ling, there are no bad people here. Why do you still get so jumpy whenever you see me?"
Ever since Song Qingming had rescued her and brought her from the Northern Frontier to Crimson Cloud Mountain, Chu Ling had already been here for more than ten years.
Although Song Qingming had stated beforehand that he would respect her choice whether she chose to stay or leave afterward,
she had no one to rely on and nowhere to go. She could only heed Song Qingyu and the others' advice and remain on the mountain for the time being.
Since she possessed some talent for spirit planting, she had been assigned to help tend the spirit plants in the Spiritual Medicine Garden behind the mountain.
With Tang Muyan and the others' help over the years, Chu Ling had gradually grown accustomed to life in Human Race territory. She no longer had to constantly fear becoming blood food and a sacrificial offering for the Demon Race, as other members of her clan had.
Yet the life of constant fear she had led since childhood had instinctively shaped her into a cautious and careful person. She was always afraid that she might offend someone by accident and suffer punishment