Amalia nodded. "I see. The Beast God collected so many treasures of the dead. It's clear that he wasn't always a serious person, so he definitely wouldn't pass down any... unserious memories to you."
Wealth's eyes widened in disbelief. He stomped his foot in frustration. "You're slandering me, no—you're slandering the Beast God!"
Amalia ruffled his head. "Alright, enough of this. First it's you, then it's the Beast God. If you keep this up, you'll get confused. Since you don't know where the Spirit Garden of the Planting Fairy is, let's go look in the most likely direction."
Wealth immediately quieted down. "Mother, aren't you going to meet up with the disciples of the Green Lotus Sect?"
"The Spirit Garden is large, but everyone's goals are the same. We'll meet up eventually. There's no need to rush. Sometimes, the more you try to find something, the harder it is to find."
Amalia was in a relaxed state of mind. Rather than trying too hard, it was better to go with the flow.
