Once again, Liu Fuyou found himself perplexed. Why was he accompanying Li Qiye when the guy was only looking at this spring?

A cultivator like him was tagging behind a mortal. Strangely enough, this didn’t feel too out of place. He eventually stopped thinking about it and just went with the flow.

Li Qiye found a spot and sat down near the spring. He casually plucked a little flower that was growing there.

As his finger twirled, the flower started floating in a circular motion.

The action looked natural and fluid...