Regardless of how dangerous this cliff was, the two men quickly chased after the direction where the Thousand-year Ginseng had appeared, solely devoted to capturing that damned mythical ginseng.
After a while of pursuit, both men were dumbfounded. That Thousand-year Ginseng had already vanished without a trace.
"Dammit!" Fang Lin gritted his teeth, that Thousand-year Ginseng had escaped from him again.
"Ah, the Thousand-year Ginseng is a rare find, we can't force it. Let it be." Qing Jianzi comforted.
Both men sighed and gave up on the pursuit of the Thousand-year Ginseng. They once again made their way towards the depths of the abyss.
However, not long after, they once again saw the Thousand-year Ginseng leaving traces not too far away.
This time, they madly resumed their chase. But as before, their pursuit ended shortly as the ginseng once again disappeared from sight.
"Does it feel like this thing is toying with us?" Fang Lin muttered, his brows furrowed.
