The gray mist dispersed, revealing the valley's true face.
Lin Chen shot like an arrow toward the depths of the valley.
The farther he went, the richer the spiritual energy became. Drops of condensed spiritual energy even hung from the plants.
After about a hundred yards, a hollow appeared ahead. At its center grew a strange Spirit Herb.
It stood about a foot tall. Its stalk was pale gold, with faint streams of light coursing through it. Only three leaves grew from it, each broad and full, their veins resembling natural runes.
"Profound Insight Grass."
Lin Chen's face lit up.
More importantly, once the Three Revolutions Profound Origin Art was fully mastered, the art would have no further bottlenecks. Instead, it would give a martial artist a tremendous advantage: his chances of breaking through to the Earth Martial Realm would increase by thirty percent.
Eager, Lin Chen stepped forward to take the exceedingly precious Profound Insight Grass.
Just then, a nearly imperceptible breeze brushed past his side without warning.
The next instant, a figure swept over the hollow and turned lightly.
The Spirit Herb, which held a trace of profound Fortune, fell into her palm.
Lin Chen froze for a moment, then his expression darkened.
"Yan Feixue."
He spoke her name. It was Yan Feixue, whose peerless movement art made her as elusive as a ghost!
"Thank you for going to the trouble of clearing the mist, Fellow Daoist Lin. I'll gladly accept this opportunity," Yan Feixue said with a charming smile.
As her words fell, she became a wisp of breeze and vanished into the distance.
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes at her retreating figure.
When she had made her move, he had sensed a slight disturbance, somewhat like his Shadow Silk Binding Art, but clearly several levels beyond