"What about the Spirit Root? Did you also give the Spirit Root to Yuntian Palace?" Jiang Xiaobai asked the question he most wanted to ask.
"Of course."
The Snow Lion nodded, "At that time, the Spirit Clan no longer had the ability to protect itself, so the Spirit Root and my grandfather were sent to Yuntian Palace together."
"Then later, after the primitive tribe perished, why were your grandfather and the Spirit Root not returned?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
"Because at that time, only the Sect Leader of Yuntian Palace and the Clan Leader of the Spirit Clan knew about it, and after the primitive tribe perished, they also passed away soon after. The matter was never mentioned again."
Jiang Xiaobai said, "I see, no wonder the Ghost Sect attacked Yuntian Palace at that time, but they were never able to get the Spirit Root from there. Do you know where the Spirit Root is now?"
"Far away in the sky, close in front of your eyes," the Snow Lion said.
