Chapter 165: Hunting for Wild Spirit Tea

The mountain path was rough. After they'd walked for a while, the man had to use both hands and feet to climb. When they reached the summit, he tied a rope around his waist and prepared to descend along the cliff face. Salvatore Casson caught his arm and smiled. "Uncle, let me go down." His Divine Sense swept the area. He'd already found three wild tea trees. None of the trees were particularly large, and the spot where they grew offered barely an inch of footing. The man hesitated. "Then be...