With a flicker, Chen Lin appeared in a grove of fruit trees.
He had been here before, and had already completed the task required to leave.
He glanced around, and after finding nothing unusual, headed left. After walking for a while, he came upon a wooden gate with a big black dog tethered outside it.
The black dog was asleep and showed no reaction whatsoever to his arrival.
However, the veteran cultivators had already tested the rules. As soon as anyone approached the wooden gate, the dog would wake up and prevent them from leaving through it.
Chen Lin did not provoke the dog. After watching for a while, he began inspecting the fruit grove.
The grove was small, only a few mu in area, and surrounded by high walls that blocked any view of the outside.
Above it lay a Formless Barrier, making it impossible to fly up and take a look.
After circling the grove without finding anything unusual, Chen Lin returned to where he had started and looked at the fruit trees before him.
The trees were all short, none taller than the surrounding walls. They bore little fruit, too-only a handful on each tree, with some bearing just one.
He approached a low-hanging fruit and carefully probed it, a look of confirmation appearing on his face.
During his previous visit, he had already studied these fruits closely and sensed no energy fluctuations in their flesh. Now that he had checked again, the result was the same.
In other words, these fruits would only reveal their unusual properties after being picked.
But the fruits could not be picked.
The veteran cultivators had tested this already. Even the Rusted Saber could not do it.
Chen Lin felt that if he used his innate thunder power, he should be