"""
As Zhou Yu's Divine Sense spread outward, a hint of cheer quickly appeared on his face.
Immediately after, Zhou Yu opened his eyes.
Yun Feifei hurriedly asked:
"How is it?"
Zhou Yu gazed into the distance and said:
"There's good news and bad news."
Yun Feifei frowned slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"The good news is, on the outskirts of the valley, there really is a thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine, and there happens to be one that can heal meridian injuries—the Divine Vein Grass."
"The bad news is, it seems to be part of a special herb garden. Surrounding the herb garden is a Formation, and within the Formation, there are people guarding it—three Martial Artists at the Great Innate Peak."
Upon hearing this, Yun Feifei's face stiffened.
"You mean, the herbs here aren't wild, but cultivated by someone?"
Zhou Yu nodded.
"It certainly seems that way."
"But I don't know who this place belongs to."
Yun Feifei suddenly recalled something.
