The results of the Soul Search left Ning Daoran extremely satisfied.
He really had stumbled upon a great fortune.
From Koushao's memories, there indeed was a trace of Dust-falling Grass.
Koushao was a woman with a Spirit Root, and even without cultivation, her sensitivity to Spiritual Energy far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Therefore, her memory of the Dust-falling Grass was quite clear, and she even remembered the exact location of the prohibition around the grass.
This saved him a lot of trouble.
Ning Daoran cast a spell and woke Koushao up.
"Senior Jianjia, I..."
Koushao rubbed the back of her head and realized she was lying on a horizontal log.
Her bosom heaved and her slender curves stretched out; she immediately blushed and said, "Just now... Did the senior do anything to me?"
"Don't overthink it."
Ning Daoran said, "I merely used a Secret Technique to confirm the truth of what you said."
