Su Jiu did not answer his question, but clearly, that was the case.
Afterward, Su Jiu took them to the real second and third levels.
The Ice-Cage Flowers and other spirit flowers and spirit herbs that had once served as nodes on these two levels had already been collected when Su Jiu returned earlier, so the place was now empty, with almost nothing left.
Sect Master Yan gathered up their forebear's remains on the third level. After all, this was their forebear, and as a descendant, he ought to give him a proper burial, even if his soul had already scattered into oblivion...
Then, through the opening on the third level, they saw another world beyond Western Mountain. They needed only to take a single step to enter the place they had dreamed of reaching.
A few of the more sentimental elders already had tears glimmering in their eyes.
Apart from that, Su Jiu briefly recounted the series of events they had experienced in the Ice-Melting Cave.
When they learned that their founding patriarch had died on the fourth level, everyone fell silent.
They also understood why Su Jiu and Chu Luohen had not been able to return in time.
Su Jiu told them most of what had happened, while withholding a small portion. For instance, she never mentioned Little Green or the Snow Sprite.
The group returned to the sect with a mixture of wonder and wistful sighs.
Su Jiu and Chu Luohen had been away for more than six years, yet Medicine King Valley looked as though nothing had changed.
But Su Jiu could sense that the area where they could gather medicinal herbs had probably shrunk again. As a Formation Arts Artist, she could still detect changes in a natural formation of this scale.
It seemed that