A king-grade herb!

Lin Xun could tell from just a glance.

What surprised him was that the flower seemed even more mystical than the king-grade herbs he had seen in the outside world. When it swayed, strands of crimson essence spew out from the stamen like a small waterfall.

Lin Xun’s figure flashed as he approached the flower.

The waterfall was like a white dragon diving down the cliff. On the cliff wall, there was an ancient, crimson pine tree coiling like another dragon.

The scarlet king-grade flower was rooted in a rock crevice, drawing in the aeth qi in the air and emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Lin Xun couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that the aeth qi here was so rich it was like thick fog. Every breath he inhaled felt so comfortable as if he was immersed in a clear spring, making his mind refreshed and relaxed.

When he moved closer, he headed towards the crimson pine tree that was not far away from the flower instead.

Crack!

A violent snapping sound resounded, and the crimson pine let out a pained scream before it speedily transformed into a man dressed in black.

His skin was dark green, with a totem imprinted on his forehead. He was tall and robust....