Seeing Miss Jiu Xia's adorable manner and the strange flicker in her eyes, how could Xiao Mao still blame her?
"Forget it, let's go!" Li Zongbao waved his hand. "In any case, this so-called witch village has nothing to do with us. We only need to slowly follow the route from before and find it... that's all!"
"Heehee~" Jiu Xia supported Fairy Hongxia by the arm as the two landed upon the mountain range, while Li Zongbao and the other three landed ahead of them.
The five of them had set foot upon a faint mountain path, scattered with dirt and gravel. Yet the ground beneath their feet was soft, seemingly unusually damp.
"This Million Meng Mountain is indeed rather strange!" Xiao Hua lowered his head for a look, then actually crouched down and grabbed a handful of dirt to inspect.
The soil was extremely loose, seemingly granular. Each larger grain bore a faint bluish-green hue, like moss and yet like green vegetation. Even the gravel mixed into the soil glimmered with an indistinct green, as though it contained crystalline grains. Yet when Xiao Hua swept it with his divine sense, he found no fluctuations whatsoever. It was merely ordinary gravel.
"Big Brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Mao had not landed on the ground, instead standing suspended in the air as he asked in confusion.
"Nothing. I merely saw the dead branches covering these mountains, then noticed how damp the soil was, and found it strange." Xiao Hua casually tossed away the dirt and gravel in his hand. His body floated in the air as well. He dusted off his hands and said lightly, "Where it is damp, trees ought to grow lushly!"
After hearing Xiao Hua's explanation, Xiao Mao did not ask further. Cultivators knew a fair bit