The ancient tree had already lived for millions of years now and it was still alive, albeit its vitality was already low. Anyone who would ever see the true worth of this tree would do everything to uproot it and transfer it in their land.
Jin Rou was relaxing by its shade when a group of people suddenly came. They had white robes and a sun and moon as a logo imprinted in it. He took a look at them and understood that they might be people from High and Low Divination Sect.
"You there, this tree is off-limits to everyone except disciples from our sect." A youth with handsome features suddenly called out to Jin Rou with arrogance in his tone.
But Jin Rou closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear what the other party was saying.
"You..." Being ignored like this, nerves bulged on his forehead and almost exploded. Fortunately, the beauty beside him stopped him, "Brother Zou, let me do it."