So, was the Ghost Saint, whose strength was even greater than Death Blade's, just careless?
"Come up, let's track the fight down," Ling Yun said, gazing far into the distance with a solemn look on his face.
"Mm!"
Demon Moon Empress nodded slightly. She did not know whether letting her two cousins agree to come in was right or wrong, and if she could do it over, she would definitely choose to go alone.
So they said they were pursuing...
Yet the Blazing Tiger walked at a sluggish pace, which made Demon Moon Empress so anxious she grew angry.
Ling Yun closed his eyes to rest his mind, Little Irene secretly played a standalone game, the little one grew curious about her surroundings, and Beibei was pampered by Pei Pei and Demon Moon Empress, getting her legs kneaded and shoulders pounded as she lived a fine life.
"Daddy, that... that..." The little one stood up excitedly, hopping and pointing at a certain plant by the roadside.
Ling Yun opened his eyes, looked over at where the little one was, smiled, and asked, "What is it called?"
The little one scratched her head, then said, "Pighead hag."
"Pfft!" Long Yanran found it amusing. That seemed to be a Blue Star cocklebur, and here it was the size of a soccer ball.
Ling Yun nodded. "It's actually a decent medicinal herb. The people here don't recognize treasures."
Demon Moon Empress gasped in a breath of cold air. A medicinal herb like the pighead hag was that big? Its age must be substantial!
The little one declared it was at least five million years old, shocking Demon Moon Empress and Pei Pei so much their chins almost dropped.
Beibei and she treated it like a treasure, stashing all of it away into their