"Elder Zhou, what are you thinking about?" Ma Sansing noticed that something was off with Zhou Zixing, especially how his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the plant, so he casually asked.
Zhou Zixing continued staring at the plant without blinking, muttering, "This plant looks so familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember where exactly. Was it some place, or in some book?"
"What? Elder Zhou, you've seen this kind of plant before?" Hearing Zhou Zixing mutter, Ma Sansing immediately asked in surprise, "Can you remember where you saw it?"
"Oh? Elder Zhou has seen this plant before?" Qian Ying was curious as well. He immediately walked over and questioned Zhou Zixing.
The others also heard Zhou Zixing's words and curiously moved closer, wanting to hear what this plant was and why it was so strange. Even Chen Mo had never seen such an odd plant, one that could use its growing threads to attack humans. The world was vast indeed; anything could exist.
Yet Zhou Zixing continued looking at the plant without answering their questions, trying hard to remember where he had seen such a thing.
Seeing Zhou Zixing struggle to recall it, no one urged him. They all knew that this sometimes happened—one would think of something but be unable to remember it no matter what. It was better to give him more time. Perhaps he would recall it.
"Tell me, have you ever heard of a plant like this before?" One Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist quietly asked another Martial Artist from his group.
"Heh, how could anyone have heard of such a strange plant? Still, it may have been recorded in some book. There are so many peculiar plants in the world that we can't possibly know them all, but books can