He wouldn't know if he didn't look. But one glance sent a jolt through him.
Below Fang Tangtang...
There really was liquid!
Gao Neng stared, his eyes wide.
A golden liquid was slowly spurting out from beneath Fang Tangtang, not in a huge quantity, but it was definitely authentic "liquid." It looked just like a small fountain.
"It's a tree root! Fang Tangtang, are you sure this golden liquid spraying from the root is the Spring of Life?" Gao Neng quickly found the true culprit behind the fountain—a root extending from somewhere, continuously spraying the golden liquid.
"Of course I'm sure," Fang Tangtang said with certainty.
"So, this is a tree root that can spray the Spring of Life..."
"That's right!"
"Then what kind of tree is this?" A bad premonition suddenly surfaced in Gao Neng's mind.
"Duh, a tree that can spray the Spring of Life has to be the Elf..." Fang Tangtang trailed off, suddenly clamping her mouth shut.
"The Ancient Elf Tree!"
