Nong Zaitian looked perfectly normal, showing no signs of anything unusual.
Lu Yin continued, "If these plants weren't grown by someone from the Dao Origin Sect era, then they were planted by someone from over a hundred thousand years ago. Since they dared to plant them here, they must have had a way to ensure no one else could find them. That means there's only one possibility for who discovered this place." He looked at Nong Zaitian. "A descendant of the person who planted these plants."
Nong Zaitian's expression changed. He let out a breath. "You got it right. These were planted by the Nong Family Ancestor."
"That can't be right. I heard the Nong Family Ancestor got all the treasures from an affiliated city's auction house a thousand years ago, during the Dao Origin Sect era. That was how your family rose to prominence. These plants are at least tens of thousands of years old. Back then, your family probably hadn't even started cultivating." Lu Yin dismissed the idea outright.
Nong Zaitian pursed his lips. "My family's inheritance stretches back countless years. Forget tens of thousands—even tens or hundreds of thousands of years ago, there were legends of my ancestors dominating the Sixth Continent. My family just kept a low profile and never talked about it."
Lu Yin said no more. This space was enormous, and it contained at least a hundred Heaven's Materials and Earthly Treasures. There might even be some hidden so well they could evade danger. He released his full domain to see exactly how many there were. Suddenly, he turned toward the entrance. Someone had appeared there without his noticing. His black-and-white hair stood out sharply. It was the True Martial Night King.
Lu Yin's pupils contracted. He had never dreamed the True Martial Night