He had seen no such phenomenon during the day, nor before closing his door to rest that night. He had repeatedly activated his right-eye ability to check, looking in that direction countless times. He was certain nothing like this had appeared before.
Only after the faint fragrance grew stronger had he seen it. In other words, this phenomenon was very likely what had caused the fragrance to intensify.
He did not know whether the fragrance had anything to do with the Soul-Returning Tree, but according to certain legends, even without being refined into Death-Defying Incense, the tree itself gave off a fragrance.
It was precisely because he had smelled that elusive fragrance of unknown origin after ascending the mountain, matching the legends, that he was convinced the Soul-Returning Tree still existed. It was somewhere on the Divine Mountain; he simply had not found it yet.
Wu Jinliang watched beside him for a while and saw nothing, but guessed that Chuntian's right eye had spotted something. He ventured a question. "What is it?"
Shi Chun's gaze shifted slightly, but he did not answer. He had spotted someone watching them from among the darkened pavilions and buildings, so he responded with a soft shush.
Before long, that person emerged, flashing down to land before them. It was none other than Jiang You'er.
He asked, "What are you two looking at up here on the roof?"
Wu Jinliang was an old hand, too. Whatever difficulty confronted him, he could always produce an offhand answer. "Mr. Jiang, haven't you smelled it? Doesn't the fragrance seem a little stronger?"
So that was it. Jiang You'er smiled. "There's no need to be surprised. This happens regularly. Every night at midnight, the fragrance on the mountain grows stronger, then gradually fades. Not only is it harmless, it