The Liang siblings, who heard what Lu Zijia said, couldn't help looking at each other.
Didn't they accidentally enter the Purple Cloud Mystic Realm? How did they know where the Snow Congealing Grass was in the mystic realm?
The Liang siblings were dumbfounded, but they still held back from asking.
At this moment, the mystic realm had already been open for more than half a month. There were only twelve days left. The four of them traveled very quickly.
However, on the third day of their journey, they were stopped by a group of more than ten people when they passed by some stone mountain road.
"Haha! We really got it without any effort. We've been looking for so many days, but in the end, we came knocking on our door. Looks like even the heavens are helping us."
A bearded man with a big knife jumped onto a rock that was half the height of a person and looked down at Lu Zijia and the others, a cat and a wolf, as he laughed loudly.
