After passing through the long, narrow corridor, the view suddenly opened up before them.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the deep mountain valley looked like an eternal spring with endless beauty.
The bamboo forest and herb garden were lush and thriving, with clear streams flowing and fragrant flowers filling the air like a paradise.
"Wow, Sister, it's so beautiful here!"
Little Prince excitedly slid off the tiger's back and, with his short legs, happily strolled through the valley.
"Miss Su, did you plant all the medicinal plants in the herb garden?"
Mo Canglan was completely captivated by the herb garden, his heart racing in excitement as he looked at the endless, vigorously growing medicinal plants.
"Some of them, and some not."
Su Qingluo teasingly pointed to the thousand-year-old Spirit Grass that exuded strong spiritual energy.