"The scent here is so strong!"
Yvette Locke, who had been dazed along the way, suddenly perked up after entering the mountain forest.
Her cultivation was strong, and with her Fire Spirit Physique, she became especially sensitive to all kinds of scents.
"There’s a smell I can’t really describe."
Queenie Tong didn’t quite understand, but she could also sense that the air here was different.
Just inhaling the scent here made one feel refreshed and clear-headed.
It felt like a natural oxygen bar.
Countless towering trees stretched out ahead.
Some of the ancient trees were over ten meters tall, with countless fresh green branches hanging down between them.
"Let’s go."
Evan Lin remained silent.
Previously, to get to Medicine King Valley, they had to hire a mule cart.
Now, Evan was heading there alone, passing through the outermost layer of Medicine King Valley’s mist formation.
Before long, they reached the dock.
Across the lake lay Medicine King Valley.
Warren Wu was already waiting at the dock, personally steering the boat.
"Young Lord, you’re here."
Seeing Evan arrive, Warren Wu grew excited: "These days, I’ve been focused on studying the pill-refining methods you gave me at Miracle Hand Pavilion."
"But recently, they contacted me and said something strange was happening in Medicine King Valley’s Medicine Garden."
"I just got here not long ago and called you right away."