and Snowshine during their time with the Snow Tribe, Gingercloud felt the pain of separation in Snowshine's expression when they parted ways.Deeply touched, he understood Xueqing's feelings for him an...To be honest, the place that Zhen Guqiang chose for Jiangyun is really good.

Above the land where Jiang Yun resided, a vast array of plants flourished in countless varieties. The sight stretched as far as the eye could see, spanning tens of thousands of miles.

With so many plants, their roots deep in the earth, there is naturally a great deal of wood power contained within them.

However, if Jiang Yun were to awaken and see this scene unfolding on the earth, he would certainly not choose to hide here to resolve the power of earth within him.

Because, these plants, are clearly various kinds of medicinal herbs.

Of course, these medicinal herbs are not growing here naturally. They were deliberately planted here by someone.

Simply put, this should be a medicine garden!

Since it's a medicine garden, there naturally has to be an owner.

Jiang Yun and the ancient spear had just killed three powerful figures from the Star Clan and the Zang Lao Hui, devouring a trace of Emperor's Realm that hadn't even been fully absorbed.

In this situation, it's absolutely not appropriate to hide out in someone else's herb garden.

Even, one must also rely on the wood power within these herbs to disperse the Earthly realm's intent.

This is just like telling the owner of this herb garden, "I'm hiding here, come find me!"

It's a pity that despite Zhen Gu possessing greater strength than Jiang Yun, his consideration for these matters pales in comparison to Jiang Yun's.

Right now, at the center of this herb garden, there's a small courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a lounge chair with an elderly man lying on it, his hair completely white. He closed his eyes and swayed gently on the rocking chair, as if dozing off.

Next to the elder, a boy of thirteen or fourteen squatted down.

The boy had a handsome face and held a book in his hand. He frowned and looked at the dozens of dried herbs laid out before him, mumbling to himself, "Silver flower from the mountain, likes cold, clears the liver and relieves depression, revives...revives...what"

Just then, the old man lying down suddenly opened his eyes and frowned, "What's the noise!"

The elder's sudden utterance startled the boy, who quickly said, "Grandpa, there's nothing unusual, nothing at all. I'll be able to identify it soon."

The old man, however, completely ignored him. He stood up abruptly and looked in a direction, saying, "It seems something has burrowed underground!"

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up immediately. He tossed the book in his hand to the ground and leaped up, rolling up his sleeves and saying, "Grandpa, where, where Did a mole come to steal the herbs I'll go catch it and roast it for dinner!"

As for the boy's words, the elder remained as if he had not heard them. He took a step forward and walked to the side of a plant. He reached out and grasped it, closing his eyes.

After the numeration, the elder loosened his grip on the plant and strode forward. The boy followed close behind him step by step.

After walking several dozen steps, the old man grasped another plant, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, continuing to move forward.

Thus, the old man walked and stopped, passing through touch of plants, after an hour, finally came to a halt.

Here, many plants are also cultivated. However, compared to the plants in other parts of the medicinal garden, these plants are all wilting, as if they are about to wither away.

The boy who followed here, turning his head to look around, said: "Grandpa, isn't the groundhog hiding under here I'll catch it and bring it up."

The elder's gaze fell upon the ground beneath his feet, a cold light flashing in his eyes as he said: "This time it's not a mole. I wonder who dares to come to my Mu family's medicine garden and absorb the power of wood!"

Deep within the earth, buried under a thick layer of soil, lay Ginger Cloud, still and silent.

The old man just wanted to turn his head and tell the little boy not to go down.

However, as soon as his words fell, the little boy stomped his foot and burrowed straight into the ground.

After entering the earth, the boy moved like a fish in water, nimbly weaving through the soil without any hindrance.

It's clear to see that this boy is also quite adept at earth manipulation.

The old man shook his head helplessly and said, "You child, how can you give me such a headache!"

Although he said so, the old man lifted his foot and gently stomped on the ground.

Suddenly, the earth split open toward both sides.

The soil within was also swirling and rolling outward in the same way, at an incredibly fast speed, coalescing into layers upon layers of steps.

Only then did the old man raise his foot and step onto the stairs, walking step by step towards the depths of the earth.

Although the elder was descending step by step, his speed compared to the boy weaving through the mud was only slightly faster.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had overtaken the boy and even gave him a slight smile. The boy was so angry that he shouted: "Grandpa, you're cheating! You're cheating!"

The old man ignored him and continued to descend until he reached a depth of almost a thousand zhang. Only then did he stop, looking at the enormous ball of earth before him, which was so thick that its true extent was unknown. He frowned.

A moment later, the boy finally arrived beside the elder, stopping in his tracks and staring curiously at the dirt ball. "Grandpa, what is this" he asked.

"The one who stole our wood family's power, isn't he hiding inside"

At this moment, the elder's face had become incredibly solemn. He suddenly grabbed the boy's hand and said, "Let's go. Today's events, no matter what, mustn't be told to anyone. Pretend like nothing happened."

After finishing, the old man pulled the boy towards the ground.

But the boy refused to budge, clinging to his grandfather with all his might while shouting in confusion: "Grandfather, what's going on This ball of earth is clearly strange. Why are you acting like nothing happened"

The elder said in a low voice, "Don't ask. This matter is too complicated. My Mo family's situation is also very special, so we cannot interfere."

The boy grew more anxious and said, "Grandpa, could you please explain things clearly"

If you don't make it clear, I won't leave!

Looking at the boy rolling around on the ground, a helpless doting smile appeared on the elder's face. He stopped his steps, sighed, and said in a transmission: "This dirt ball was condensed by a trace of the Great Emperor's intent."

"Inside the earthen sphere, there was a cultivator lying unconscious. He must have forcibly swallowed this wisp of the Emperor's Realm Intent, but he failed to integrate it into himself and was instead backlashed. He thought of using wood power to decompose earth power, so he ran here."

"Being able to have the grandeur of an emperor is definitely not something ordinary people can achieve. It must be related to the Emperor himself."

And the cultivators in this earthen sphere, daring to seize even the Emperor's intent, are definitely not benevolent.

"Such people, although we are not afraid of them, we must absolutely avoid any entanglement with them."

"If the Great Emperor finds us here and thinks we're on his side, it will be a disaster for my Wood family. So, we can only pretend we know nothing and leave as quickly as possible."

After hearing the elder's explanation, the boy blinked and said: "If we leave like this, will this cultivator die"

The elder thought for a moment and said, "While the power of wood can indeed break down some of the power of earth, he has lost his consciousness and cannot autonomously guide the power of wood. Therefore, it can only keep him alive temporarily."

Over time, he would ultimately be consumed by the Emperor's Realm, even turning into dust.

"Alright, let's go. Let him fend for himself."

However, the boy stared intently into the elder's eyes and said, "Grandfather, you have always taught me that to practice medicine throughout the world, one should first cure their own body, rectify their heart, be sincere in their intentions, and diligently seek knowledge. This is the compassionate heart of a physician!"

If we let this monk die on his own, wouldn't that be a violation of the medical profession's compassion

The boy's words left the old man speechless and silent.

He didn't know how to explain to his grandson, who had never left the Mu family and was innocent by nature, that in this world, besides kindness, the most terrifying thing is also human heart!

Seeing that the elder remained silent, the boy suddenly shook his hand away and said, "Grandfather, although I am afraid I cannot become a physician, I want to try to save this cultivator!"void Heavenly Tribulation. The first is to find my master. My master would definitely have a way to help me avoid it."This method, naturally, is the most stable and safest way. But Ginger Cloud really...