Could a tree harbor goodwill?
Chen Miao had no idea, but it was happening right in front of him.
Could this tree have become a spirit?
Chen Miao quietly took out the book and glanced at it. His expression immediately darkened.
His counterpart in the book had actually withdrawn out of caution, and the outcome had remained unchanged.
That meant he could only try it now.
He glanced at the sun. There probably wouldn't be much danger.
Chen Miao drew the Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword and slowly approached.
Seeing Chen Miao's solemn expression, Qi Ning fell silent as well, keeping watch for any sudden attack.
Chen Miao slowly came within a meter of the large pagoda tree.
When he found nothing unusual, he began circling it to inspect the whole tree.
But he had only taken two steps when that goodwill vanished.
"What happened?"
Chen Miao looked at the large pagoda tree beside him, afraid that a surge of malice might suddenly emerge.
Fortunately, none did.
Why did the goodwill suddenly disappear?
Chen Miao thought through everything he had just done, then took two steps back to his original position.
The goodwill immediately returned.
Chen Miao froze.
Why was that?
He kept backing away, faster this time. After just one step, the goodwill vanished.
Returning to his original position, Chen Miao looked at the large pagoda tree, then down at the spot beneath his feet.
Could there be something special about where I'm standing?
A feng shui formation?
Chen Miao frowned. He recalled arriving with Qi Ning yesterday afternoon. He seemed to have passed this spot then too, so why hadn't he sensed any goodwill?
Was it because of the time?
Unable to figure it out, Chen Miao turned his attention back to the large pagoda tree.
"Whatever the reason,