Three days later, the two were walking South when Zhen Yuan suddenly grabbed the double's arm.
"What's wrong?" Shen Xu asked, looking at Zhen Yuan with a confused expression.
"That." Zhen Yuan pointed at a tree.
The tree was green with red thorns.
It was fifty metres tall, thirty metres wide, and had hundreds of branches.
"Red-thorn acacia tree." Shen Xu muttered and Zhen Yuan nodded.
"It's a mid-stage, level three, demon plant."
Hearing that, Shen Xu took a step back.
"Don't you want to help?" Zhen Yuan asked but Shen Xu shook his head in refusal.
"I want to help but I know you want to train your spearsmanship. I will get my turn when we encounter an early-stage level three demon plant."
"Good." Zhen Yuan nodded and drew his qiang.
Soon after, he walked forward while observing the tree.
However, as expected, the tree didn't allow him to get close.