On the way back, Mo Xie told everyone everything the Ghost Woman had done. They were stunned to learn what had really happened.
"Anyway, that's the story... Oh, and if you want to stay alive, forget about the Fire Tribulation Fruit."
Mo Xie made sure to warn Nan Yu and the others. Otherwise, Jiang Feng might attack them.
"All right. We understand."
Nan Yu nodded, then studied Mo Xie's profile with curiosity and asked,
"Mo Xie, how did you learn all these secrets?"
Mo Xie turned to her with a faint smile.
"That's a secret, of course."
"Tch. Fine, don't tell me."
Nan Yu rolled her eyes at him, looking surprisingly alluring as she did.
Before long, the group returned safely to the Star Language Sky Tree.
The night sky was a still, deep blue. Past midnight, wisps of cloud spread into a thin, soft veil that hid the glittering Star River.
Hazy light fell across the quiet Flat-Top Mountain Forest, lending it a forlorn beauty.
The enormous tree stood alone beneath the star-filled sky. Its trunk seemed to reach into the heavens, while its dense branches twisted in every direction.
Looking up from below, they saw countless stars scattered among its boughs, as though the entire tree had been hung with glittering lights. The sight was so beautiful it seemed to cleanse the soul.
It stood alone atop a mountain in the Northern Corner of the Scorching Plains. Countless hunters might have entered the area, but no one would have imagined such a magnificent scene existed here. It was a miracle in the wasteland.
Seeing Mo Xie return, Jiang Feng drifted over and regarded Nan Yu and the others curiously.
"She's Jiang... the Flame Witch, right?"
Nan Yu nearly said Jiang Feng's name before hastily changing it. She stared