It was not strange for someone to be hurrying this way. But if they could hurry here using quite respectable lightness skill, that was something worth pondering. After all, among the Pill-Refining Hall disciples, aside from the three Arhats of Tianmu Peak, not many disciples from the other three peaks knew lightness skill—and they certainly would not have come to such a dangerous place on the very first day of gathering herbs.
Once Zhang Xiaohua saw clearly with his divine sense, his expression became even more colorful.
Without betraying anything, Zhang Xiaohua formed a hand seal and sank into the ground, leaving only his divine sense to observe carefully.
The man arrived here using lightness skill. He first stopped and looked carefully to either side, then leaped up into a tree and looked across the small river. Muttering to himself, he said, "Mm, this is the place."
With his fair face, short stature, and somewhat flippant tone, was he not Lu Lihong, Senior Brother Lu—the disciple most respected by the Pill-Refining Hall disciples?
After observing his surroundings again, he headed straight onward.
After Lu Lihong had gone far away, Zhang Xiaohua emerged from the ground. Looking at Lu Lihong's retreating back, he could not help but be puzzled. "Didn't they say the Wuming Hall disciples' trial grounds weren't here? Why has Senior Brother Lu come here? Oh, perhaps he also wanted to gather some aged spirit herbs. After all, when he came last time, he found a wild ginseng several hundred years old here. That thing was extraordinarily precious."
Lu Lihong's coming to gather herbs had less than half a copper coin's worth of connection to Zhang Xiaohua, so naturally, he had no need to concern himself with it. Once Lu Lihong had gone far away, Zhang Xiaohua identified his