Xia Lan shook her head, "None of those you've mentioned are the right ones. The Mount Jiuhua I'm talking about is where Nuwa once stayed, to the northwest, about two thousand kilometers from here!"
"Oh, okay, I don't have an issue with that."
Ling Feng smiled and then asked, "But neither of you are ordinary people, why would you want me to take you there?"
"You don't understand."
Xia Lan smiled, "There's something left behind by Nuwa there, but to awaken it, we need a drop of mortal blood. Ling Ling and I couldn't think of anyone else who could do it, except you."
"Uh, is that so?"
Ling Feng was at a loss for words, thinking that to them, he was just a mortal!
But this wasn't meant as a derogatory term since they were the divine essence of Nuwa, and he really was a mortal in comparison.
So Ling Feng nodded, "Alright, if you two are in a hurry, we can set off now!"
"Great!"
