"Mo Yang spoke, not stopping, but continuing to fly forward into the endless depths of the dense forest."
Beneath them, the verdant ancient trees and green peaks rapidly receded. After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Mo Yang finally came to a stop.
The three of them slowly descended into the damp forest. Mo Yang pointed at a strange purple grass in the distance and said to Little Zilong, "That is a Purple-Bearded Scale, originally a precious treasure for healing injuries. What a pity its medicinal age is too low; if it had a thousand years of age, it could be plucked and used as medicine..."
Chapter 504