Fifty-Five Frames

Pei Ling only smiled and said nothing.

Even the inexperienced Qiao Ranran understood. "There's an Earth Spirit Essence Heart here?"

Yan Qingsui nodded, though he sounded uncertain. "In theory. But cultivators come here every year, and the Earth Spirit Essence Heart would certainly be something they're determined to obtain. Even if a new one forms over the next hundred years, it would still be very young."

A hundred years sounded long, but for cultivators, it could pass in a few sessions of Seclusion. To such spiritual treasures of Heaven and Earth, it was a drop in the ocean, hardly worth mentioning.

"So you mean it isn't worth investigating?"

Pei Ling poked the back of Qiao Ranran's head. "Have you forgotten something?"

Qiao Ranran had noticed that Pei Ling had developed a habit of making these little gestures lately. He had been interested in her fingers before; now he couldn't leave her head alone. "What have I forgotten?"

Pei Ling rubbed his fingers together.

Qiao Ranran instantly understood what he meant, but she was still a little confused. "Breath Soil can nurture a Spirit Essence Heart too?"

"They share the same root and source. Why wouldn't it?" Besides, a Spirit Essence Heart was a tremendous source of nourishment for Breath Soil. Together, they would amount to far more than a simple one plus one.

In truth, Qiao Ranran had never intended to pass up the Earth Spirit Essence Heart on this floor. In her previous life, it had ended up in Wen Ziheng's pocket.

Speaking of which... "Huh? Where did those people go?"

Every time they had reached a new floor before, everyone had arrived together. This time, they had been here for a while without seeing Feng Changdong or the others. That was strange.

"Mm," Pei Ling said. "They were