Gu Chaoyan paid little attention to the two individuals and quietly followed them to the spring.
The spring on Wuyuan Island was renowned for its almost mystical qualities, yet she had never laid eyes on it before. Remarkably, a twist of fate had granted her exclusive access to its waters. Now, she was determined to study it meticulously.
Her curiosity was piqued, eager to witness the effects of cultivating in this extraordinary spring water.
If the results proved significant, she could contemplate spending half a year cultivating on Wuyuan Island.
In an instant, Gu Chaoyan's exhaustion gave way to anticipation.
She yearned to experience the enchantment of Wuyuan Island's spring water.
Not far off, glistening in the distance, lay the spring itself.
The man who had guided her there kept his distance, allowing Gu Chaoyan to approach on her own.
