The night was silent.
Chu Liuyue's figure was like a ghost puppet, and she quickly reached the opposite mountain.
Standing here, she could finally see the appearance of the medicinal garden that was surrounded by the mountains. What she saw made her hold her breath.
She didn't blink at all, terrified that she would miss something.
This medicinal garden was actually a piece of low-lying land in the middle of many mountains. But for some reason, its altitude was higher, and it was basically around the height of the mountains' midpoint.
It was spacious, big, and lively—this was Chu Liuyue's first impression of it.
The mist-like barrier covered it completely.
When she stood on Yu Heng Mountain and looked over, Chu Liuyue could only see a blurred view as it was a distance away. Now that she was standing nearer, it was much clearer.
Chu Liuyue could even faintly see some of the herbs that were planted inside.
