Those people of the Jianghu were only of ordinary strength and could not keep up with Huang Xiao and Senior Ji at all.
"Senior, was that a rare herb?" Huang Xiao hurriedly asked when he saw Senior Ji slow his pace.
Senior Ji stopped and opened his hand, revealing the little emerald-green plant in his palm.
"Poria cocos," Senior Ji said, studying the little plant in his hand. "It must be over ten thousand years old. Exotic flowers and plants like this are rare even in the Immortal Spirit Domain. Hmm? Strange. It's over ten thousand years old, yet communicating with it seems rather difficult? That shouldn't be."
People of the Jianghu would never pass up such exotic flowers and plants.
Naturally, the older they were, the rarer they became. Many were picked when they were several thousand years old, never getting the chance to reach ten thousand.
"Huang Xiao, what's wrong?" Senior Ji suddenly noticed Huang Xiao staring blankly at the poria cocos in his hand and called out to him.
"I think I know him," Huang Xiao said.
"Oh?" Senior Ji glanced at Huang Xiao in surprise. "You know him?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this poria cocos should have come from the Last Spirit Land," Huang Xiao said.
Senior Ji paused, then said, "Huang Xiao, you did say there were countless exotic flowers and plants there, so it wouldn't be surprising for there to be poria cocos among them. But that doesn't mean this one came from there, does it? Setting everything else aside, how could he have gotten out of there?"
"I can't answer those questions, but you must have noticed that this poria cocos's sentience doesn't quite match his age. In principle, exotic flowers and plants over ten thousand years old should have no difficulty communicating