"Are you sure it's really the Hundred Flowers Valley?"
In the late night, after finishing his work, Jiang Ribai asked with doubt.
The Hundred Flowers Valley is a purely vile place, with thin spiritual energy. How could a mystical rose with such strong spirituality be born there?
"There's no mistake. Initially, Han Diao and I accidentally saw a Spirit Butterfly. We searched for a long time before finding the Hundred Flowers Valley..."
Zhou Libai recounted.
Jiang Ribai nodded, "We'll go and look again tomorrow."
"Yes, tomorrow, when the Great Lizard completely devours your butterfly, it urgently needs that kind of rose..."
Zhou Libai glanced toward the cave abode, where a giant lizard was inside, with its tongue like an arrow, slowly devouring the butterfly she had raised for years...
Her heart ached tremendously, hidden with a surge of hatred!
