Master Qian had lost his composure and stopped caring about Jiang Yue, so something serious must have happened. Although Jiang Yue had only recently arrived in the Underground World, he already knew a little about the situation there. The living conditions were harsh, and geological disasters struck frequently. Their destructive power was often far greater than that of disasters in the Surface World.
Jiang Yue had just heard the key phrases "Earth Lung Fire" and "Earth Smoke Disaster." He already knew a little about these phenomena. They were among the common disasters of the Underground World—perhaps the greatest of them all.
Because they happened so often, there were very few places in the entire Underground World that could truly be called safe havens.
The estate was already fairly secluded and far from the Earth Smoke Disaster. It was generally believed to be unlikely to be affected, yet this time the disaster had reached the area—and with such urgency.
Jiang Yue immediately understood why Master Qian had reacted so dramatically.
This wasn't a matter of escaping with their lives. It was about whether the thousand mu of spirit herbs in the medicinal garden would survive. They were vital to the Treasure Tree Clan's grand plan and to the Underground Race's invasion of the Surface World.
The plan's success or failure didn't depend entirely on these thousand mu of medicinal fields, but they were still an important part of it.
If something went wrong with this part, the other stages would have to make up for it. But there was no guarantee the other parts of the simultaneous plan would go smoothly.
If none of the contingency measures in the plan could make up the shortfall, the whole plan would suffer. If they had to start cultivating spirit herbs all over again,