Unfortunately, in matters of fate, one's plans might not always prevail. As Chu Lin was about to cultivate the Jade Radiance Grass alone, the disciples who fell down with Shi Xiaole had one after another reached him.
"Senior Brother Chu, we're so glad you're okay."
Spotting Chu Lin, a few disciples from Changfeng Sect rushed over, excitedly shouting so loudly that even people who hadn't noticed Chu Lin began to look over.
Chu Lin was seething inside but had to show corresponding delight on his face.
"Chu Lin, what are you holding in your hand?"
Zhao Nanxing suddenly stared at Chu Lin's hand, a gleam in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Zhao, it's what I've found. You have no right to ask."
Chu Lin said coolly.
"Ha ha, it's not up to you to decide! With so many people here, Senior Brother Chu, it's not good to keep it all to yourself."
Zhao Nanxing met him head-on, instigating the crowd. He was convinced that Chu Lin must have obtained something extraordinary.
Click, click.