As the horizon darkened, another day had passed, bringing the Gratitude Assembly one day closer.
Three figures sped through the dim sky.
"By my reckoning, there are about two days left..."
Qiu Yinong wore a grave expression. While circulating her aura, she carefully searched for traces on the ground.
Just two short days.
They had to follow Senior Brother Chu's route, investigate it point by point, and find his trail.
Then they would have to hurry to the shores of the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool.
Clearly, that was nowhere near enough time.
Gao Wen led the way, his brows tightly furrowed and his face dark.
Of course, it was not as though they had not considered it.
Why not wait until the Gratitude Assembly was over, until the Rogue Cultivators and Demons from every side had dispersed and the Buddhist Sect's guard had relaxed, before seeking the Nine-Colored Bodhi?
But the Nine-Colored Bodhi was an incomparably precious Supreme Realm Treasure Herb within the Buddhist Sect.
Apart from two or three that had fallen into the hands of those towering figures and been sealed away as reserves,
most of the time, such Treasure Herbs were plucked and used the moment they grew. They were never kept in storage.
It was only according to Senior Brother Chu's earlier calculations
that these next few days happened to be when a new crop of Nine-Colored Bodhi would ripen and bear fruit.
If they missed this critical moment, who knew how many years they would have to wait for the next one.
That was why they had to brave the wind and waves at the crest of the storm, gritting their teeth to contend for it.
As Jiang Yuechu traveled with the other two, she calmly listened to Golden Thread Ancestor's report in her mind.
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