In the thicket outside the treasure tower were Spirit Condensing Bamboo planted tens of thousand years ago. Today, the surrounding area was full of these jade-like bamboo trees.

After nightfall, this place was still covered with mist and fog. Strange grasses grew under these bamboos and emitted blinding brilliance.

Feiyun trod through the withered leaves with his fluttering sleeves just like an immortal crossing an abyss. A transcending wind accompanied him as he traveled across the thicket.

Ji Cangyue followed right after him with an exasperated stare. She was suspicious of him knowing her true identity but she couldn’t confirm it. Though she wanted to eliminate him, this made her a bit unwilling. After all, she has made too many preparations. Simply ending him now felt like a waste of effort. Of course, there were pros to ending him...