Stepping into a small grove in the mountains, a few cabins built from divine wood stood quietly halfway up the hillside. The terrain here was quite secluded.
Before anyone even arrived, a voice came ringing through ahead. A disgusted voice drifted out from inside the cabin: "Little Lingzi, this old woman has no pills to sell!"
Immediately, an old woman leaned on a walking stick and slowly emerged. Her figure was hunched, yet her face bore only a few faint wrinkles, and her skin was as delicate and smooth as a baby's. Time seemed to have left both its unique mark upon her and shown her extraordinary favor.
Chapter 359