Wen Leyang felt a sense of uneasiness rising in his heart.
To find a blade of grass on the Shiwan Mountains was a feat so ridiculous and almost impossible, but Grand Master Chang Li had insisted in all seriousness. Even the cold Hanba wanted to go on the search with him.
Chang Li saw through Wen Leyang's thoughts, "The centipede grass can return from the dead. If we find it, we'll have a much greater chance of defeating that immortal master teacher, Kong Nuer." A peculiar smile was seen on her delicate face as she spoke, "It's best if we can find it, but if we can't, then that's that."
Hanba also spoke up and said drily, "There are a lot of dead spots in the Shiwan Mountains. Once we arrive, follow my instructions, but if you can't, there's no point in going."
