Chu Mo stood there completely stunned; this was even more incredible to him than seeing a Quasi-Saint herb transform into an ancient fierce beast that wanted to eat him.
On this other section of the heavenly road, could there actually be signs of human habitation? And... what's the deal with that curling smoke from cooking fires? Could it be that there are actually secular mortals living here? Chu Mo couldn't even remember how many years it had been since he last saw a scene like this.
Who else but worldly mortals would cook using fire?
The Daoist abode wasn't large, just a few rooms constructed around a courtyard. The green bricks and tiles were easy to miss if one didn't look carefully, nestled as they were in the verdant forest. But the rising smoke from cooking fires was too noticeable; it could be seen from afar.
Chu Mo was really curious— who could be living here? He decided he had to take a look.
