I Love You, Cui Hua

The path behind Mount Xiaoyun was secluded and winding. Visitors were considered rare in these parts. Most places did not have accessible paths either 一 there was only a small pathway that a person could barely pass through in between the dense thicket and rocky walls.

Yan Liqiang followed the herb gatherer's guidance through the path behind the mountain. He was searching for the daoist temple that the herb gatherer mentioned while progressing forward. Eventually, he caught sight of the temple nestled in a remote cove behind Mount Xiaoyun.

Truthfully, Yan Liqiang wasn't really sure whether this daoist temple was the White Dragon Temple that the daoist priest named Fang Beidou mentioned that day. However, there were only a handful of daoist temples in Mount Xiaoyun. The other temples were famous and well-known. If this daoist temple wasn't the White Dragon Temple, then Yan Liqiang didn't know where else the White Dragon Temple would be located.