Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as Zhou Ling leaped onto the rock wall to pick the Golden Sun Ginseng, two figures swept rapidly through the air at low altitude from afar.
Zhou Ling's expression turned wary, and he wanted to quickly find somewhere to hide.
But the late-autumn vines on the rock wall were all bare, unable to conceal anyone.
Zhou Ling could only carefully flatten himself against the rock wall and pluck the Golden Sun Ginseng.
He placed it into his Storage Pouch.
Remembering Chu Xing's warning, he gripped two Thunder Fire Balls in his hand.
In the Black Cloud Mountain Range, the dangers posed by Demon Beasts were only one part of the threat.
Every year, quite a few cultivators were killed by their own kind as well.
The Stone Rock Rat, having just finished eating the Earth Green Flower, reacted with remarkable speed and promptly flattened itself against the ground.
It looked no different from the other stones scattered throughout the surrounding forest.
Within a few breaths.
Through the faint mist, a young male cultivator and a young female cultivator flew over at low altitude.
Zhou Ling could not help but freeze for a moment.
These two actually looked to be about the same age as him.
The boy in front was eleven or twelve. He rode a flying sword, dressed in splendid robes, with sword-like brows and bright eyes.
The maiden beside him was around ten years old, clad in a yellow dress, slender and graceful, with lively, delicate eyes.
"Little brother, was that Golden Sun Ginseng you just picked?"
The boy's gaze swept over Zhou Ling. He frowned and hurriedly asked.
"No!"
Zhou Ling answered directly.
A single Golden Sun Ginseng was worth dozens of Spirit Stones. Without knowing the other party's intentions, Zhou Ling naturally had