Jiang Ming shook his head with a smile and explained the reason to him. Finally, he smiled and said, "This disciple of yours is not ordinary. She saved my life."
"Fellow cultivator, you have great talent. How can you be trapped by these Ghost Trees?" The old man hurriedly shook his head. "I wonder which sect you're from. Are you here for the opportunity in the depths of the snowy valley?"
Jiang Ming nodded and smiled. "That's right. This opportunity is coveted by everyone. I naturally can't help but be curious. My name is Zhang Shan, and I come from the Flowerfruit Mountain, a cultivation sect outside the Feather Kingdom."
"Flowerfruit Mountain? What an interesting name!" Behind the old man, the little girl blinked.
A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the old man. Why had he never heard of the existence of such a sect?
