After traveling on the road for a while, the people of the Ancient Abyss Sect suddenly heard a clamor ahead, accompanied by bursts of spiritual power fluctuations.
"Does it seem like someone is fighting up ahead?"
Zhuge Wushuang asked, showing a wary expression.
"Let me take a look."
With that, Lin Zimu transformed into a rainbow shadow and dashed forward.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Zimu returned to report that it was the Dharma Gate and Pill Sect disputing over a Snow Leisure Grass.
"In that case, let's just go around; there's no need to get involved."
Sect Leader Lin An then ordered everyone to follow him on a detour.
Yang Yan nodded as well.
The road ahead is still long, and getting involved in other sects' conflicts now is truly not a wise choice.
"Eh? Aren't we going to compete for that Snow Leisure Grass? That's a medium-grade spirit grass." Guoguo asked in surprise.
"How do you even know this?"
Yang Yan raised an eyebrow, looking genuinely surprised.
