For a while after that, Yun Huanling and Murong Feng went at each other, though their battle was strictly one of words.
Su Jiu had originally thought Murong Feng was a fairly shrewd man.
But standing beside Yun Huanling, he unexpectedly seemed to fit right in.
Su Jiu looked at Yun Huanling's back and sighed. He really was good at dragging other people's intelligence down to his level, then beating them with his wealth of experience...
Murong Feng did not know who Yun Huanling was, but Murong Ye did.
Terrified that the two would come to blows, Murong Ye could only keep stepping between them to smooth things over.
Su Jiu could not be bothered with the chaotic scene anymore and headed toward the spring ahead of them. Thirteen and the others followed closely behind. Even Lan Fang Ziyi could not be bothered with his junior brother anymore, as though he had given up trying to keep him in line.
Su Jiu had only just approached the courtyard gate when she sensed Innate Origin Qi coming from within.
She slowly pushed the gate open, and a scene like a fairyland appeared before them.
Cloudlike mist billowed toward them. For a moment, all they could see was a vast expanse of white.
Only after a dozen or so breaths did the mist begin to disperse, revealing the outlines of the fairyland before them.
Apart from the warm spring at its center, the entire courtyard was filled with exotic flowers and plants in every color, adorning that tiny space like a garden of a hundred flowers in the world of immortals.
Li Ran's eyes shone brightest at the sight. Almost without hesitation, he rushed toward flowers he had never seen before.
Beyond them lay the spring, still concealed beneath thick swathes of