Mr. Lingmu

"There's someone here! Fang He, can you pinpoint their location?"

When she had sensed through the maze's plants earlier, Fang He must have successfully locked onto the other person controlling the plants at the source. "Yes! Can I come out? My sense of direction isn't very good inside."

"Come out."

Unlike Shen Yixuan's method of appearing, a special green seed dropped from Yu Jing's palm onto the ground. The seed immediately sprouted and bloomed, and an elegant young woman slowly rose to her feet, her body wrapped in green leaves.

As before, Fang He still wore round-framed glasses and held a book she enjoyed reading.

"The 'Secret Arts Master' the butler mentioned was very likely an ability user with plant-related powers, or a ghost. Fang He, you're still in your 'newcomer phase.' This might help you grow... But this maze also contains dangers, so be careful and guide me."

"Yes."

Fang He and Yu Jing held hands as they advanced through the maze. Relying on Fang He's absolute sensitivity to plants, they completely avoided every dead end. Whenever the path ahead changed, Fang He sensed it immediately and altered their route.

"Has it gotten dark already?"

As they continued deeper into the Whispering Maze, the sky that had been bright in the daytime gradually darkened and grew gloomy. The whispers between the trees also grew increasingly intense, until the two of them passed through a long passage and reached the center of the maze. The whispers vanished completely.

"Master, the source of the sensation is right below... What kind of tree is this?"

At the center, a spiral stone staircase extended downward. About ten meters below, an old locust tree grew, nearly withered and dead.

After putting on Plant Retina, Yu Jing saw more than a thousand soul clusters circling