As that piercing shriek rang out.
A muffled rumble came from deep beneath the earth.
Several hundred yards away, the yellow sand suddenly bulged upward, parting to either side.
A moment later.
A stooped old man slowly emerged from the soil.
The old man looked exceedingly strange.
He stood less than five feet tall, his white hair and beard trailing all the way to the ground.
Rather than tying up his hair, he wore several tender green leaves atop his head, and an extraordinarily rich medicinal fragrance emanated from his entire body.
A single breath of it left one feeling comfortable from head to toe.
He was none other than the Void Spirit Great Sage, one of the Western Regions Demon Court's Four Sages.
The moment Lingxu emerged, a trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes.
Unlike the Cloud-Treading Great Sage, he cared little for the so-called Immortal Sect inheritance.
He had originally been a wild ginseng growing deep in an ancient mountain forest, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and receiving the blessings of heaven and earth. Only through good fortune had he escaped being dug up and stewed by some passing herb gatherer, allowing him to awaken his intelligence and cultivate the Great Dao.
For plant spirits like him, their lifespans were virtually endless so long as no calamity befell them.
All he needed to do was find a hole, bury himself, and sleep. By the time he woke, hundreds or thousands of years would have passed.
With such a carefree life, why become an immortal's dog?
The trouble was that he was ginseng.
And ginseng that had cultivated to the Burning Lamp Realm, at that.
To humans and demons alike, he was a peerless medicinal treasure.
Were it not for the Immortal Sect True Person