The car stopped at the foot of the mountain, with Liang Wenshuo leading the way in front.
A barrier over a meter high enclosed the base of the mountain, with a security guard station at the entrance.
Liang Wenshuo walked over, exchanged a few words, and the security guard let them pass.
Accompanying Li Xiaoyao at his side, Liang Wenshuo said, "Ever since the news came out about the redevelopment of the Peach Blossom Hill, many citizens have come here to protest, which is why the Fenghua Company fenced off this area."
Li Xiaoyao nodded, took a look around, walked up to a big tree, and squatted down to grab a handful of soil.
"There is indeed a trace of Spiritual Energy, but it has not reached the standard of spiritual soil," Li Xiaoyao stood up and looked into the distance.
This was just the foot of the mountain; it was understandable that the soil's Spiritual Energy wasn't very rich.
