The red light flew into the air, and Xijun revealed her true form: that blood-red dress and two golden-red wings made her look like a ball of flame no matter how one looked at her. When I caught up, she glanced back at me once more before speeding away again.
I flew swiftly just above the ground, occasionally skimming over the treetops and occasionally stepping on leaves. Only then did I barely manage to keep up with her current speed. In truth, if I used the Shrinking Earth Technique, I could easily have overtaken her by a great distance, but I still wanted to see what she was up to.
After racing along for a while, we soon reached the only towering tree on the mountaintop. The tree looked red as blood, and its leaves were as beautiful as redwood leaves. When I walked closer, I saw that Xijun was also examining it carefully. A sudden wind and snowstorm swept in, carrying a faint fragrance that assailed my nose. Even when snowflakes settled on the tree, they could not conceal its scent or the orange-red color of its trunk!
"What a fragrant tree, Xijun. Do you like it?" I could not help asking. This was not the true mountaintop, after all—the highest peak was not here—but the scenery was breathtaking. If Xijun alone stood beside the tree, it would practically be a beautiful landscape painting.
The immortal aura here was still incredibly strong. No wonder such a strange tree had grown here. I tried to find something special within it, but the result was completely different from what I had imagined. It was merely beautiful and fragrant. Aside from that, it was no different from any other tree.
Xijun did not say a word. After staring at the tree for