"Oh, okay." Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat-he'd been curious about where this thing came from for a long, long time, and he'd finally be able to uncover the truth.
However, before that, the most important matter for him at this moment was naturally to put the heart-devouring exquisite grass in his bag.
To be honest, the fact that the heart-devouring exquisite grass was still intact after the ghost-eyed Golden Eagle's powerful wind made Lin Yi feel surprised and lucky. If the grass had been blown away along with the rocks, he'd be crying over his grave.
With one hand holding onto the tree trunk to stabilize his body, the other hand deftly kept all the heart-devouring exquisite grass into his bag. The remaining task was to find a way to return to the surface.
