After bidding farewell to Shi Jian, Lin Taichu left the Stone People Race's territory and sped toward the Elf Forest. The Elf Forest lay in the southern part of the Heavenly Clan's domain, lush with verdant trees and dense with spiritual energy. It was the habitat of the Elf Race, and also the place where Tang Bao had settled.
Tang Bao had previously traveled with Lin Taichu, and now he had fallen in love with an elf from the Elf Forest.
Arriving at the Elf Forest, Lin Taichu relied on the mark he had left behind before and entered the depths of the forest without trouble. When the Cultivators of the Elf Race saw Lin Taichu, they all paid their respects and guided him to where Tang Bao was.
Outside the wooden house, an Elf Race cultivator was drying spiritual herbs. When he saw Lin Taichu, he immediately came forward. "Daoist Lin, Tang Bao is cultivating inside."
Lin Taichu pushed the door open and entered. Tang Bao was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, soul power circulating around him, his aura steady. Clearly, he had already recovered his peak strength.
Hearing the movement, Tang Bao opened his eyes. When he saw Lin Taichu, he immediately rose. "Taichu, you're here! I've already heard about what happened with the Heavenly Clan. Congratulations on successfully killing Tian Jin."
"Just luck," Lin Taichu said as he sat down. "How are your injuries? Were there any lingering aftereffects?"
Tang Bao moved his muscles and bones, then said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern. The Elf Race's spiritual herbs truly are miraculous. My injuries have completely healed. Not only were there no aftereffects, but my soul power has even grown a few degrees thicker than before."
The two chatted idly for a while. Lin