Once they realized this, every ti they ca across a garden with a formation, they would use all their strength to attack the formation.
Amalia encountered one as well. However, unlike the others, she didn’t need to break the formation to enter.
As soon as she presented the Verdant Heatroot Token, the formation rippled, and a gap opened automatically for her to enter.
"This Verdant Heatroot Token is quite interesting. What was the Planting Fairy thinking when she added this feature?" Amalia said, sowhat surprised.
Wealth peeked around. "It’s not exactly a feature she added on purpose. The formation has the Spirit Garden of the Planting Fairy’s aura, and the Verdant Heatroot Token also has it, so it can open. I forgot to ntion, the formations were set up by the best formation masters of the Immortal Realm. It’s not difficult for them to achieve this."
Amalia entered the Spirit Garden and walked through the cracked herb plots. Behind, there was even a small house.
She pushed open the half-closed door, and the sound echoed to both sides.
The long-dusted house was spotless, with no trace of dust on the floor or the table. The furnishings inside were simple.
There was a small room with a bed for resting, and by the window stood a wooden bookshelf, slightly askew with a few books placed haphazardly on it.
Amalia imdiately walked over, picked up one of the books, and flipped through it. In just a few monts, she had finished reading it and sighed with disappointnt.
These books were all miscellaneous, filled with incomprehensible diagrams, and did not contain any information related to the World Tree.
"If the Planting Fairy knew about the World Tree, the most likely place to find it would be in her main garden. I rember that her large garden also had a pond," Wealth recalled.
Amalia put the book away. "Let’s go. We’ll look for other gardens."
They continued searching through several gardens with formations, but none of them provided the clues Amalia was looking for.
These gardens seed to be tended by the the Planting Fairy’s maids, and any surviving spiritual herbs had long since lost their value over ti.
The two of them walked out of the last garden they found. "It looks like we still have to find the Planting Fairy’s Spirit Garden."
At this rate, who knew how long it would take to find it.
The Spirit Garden was so vast; who could say how many maids the Planting Fairy had back then?
Wealth raised his hand. "I know. The Planting Fairy had ten thousand maids. So of them were specifically assigned to serve her, while others were assigned to each garden, each of them responsible for one. There must have been at least a few thousand, right?" Amalia took a deep breath. She had expected the number wouldn’t be small.
"The Planting Fairy truly had great ambition, with thousands of Spirit Gardens..."
Amalia suddenly stopped, a possibility occurring to her.
"Thousands of Spirit Gardens... Did the Planting Fairy really need to take such great care with the gardens of her maids? Why would she place formations in each one?"
Wealth looked confused. "How should I know, maybe she just bored..."
Amalia resisted the urge to smack him on the forehead.
"Sothing abnormal is definitely going on. The Planting Fairy might be using these formations to set up a trap."
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seed. She imdiately pulled out the book she had previously tucked away and began flipping through it.
Soon, she found the page she was looking for.
"Do you know what this is?"
Wealth peeked over. "A map of the Spirit Garden?"
Amalia replied, "Not exactly, but you could say it is."
It showed a pattern resembling the eight trigrams, with black dots representing clues. The points seed random at first glance but were actually imbued with so kind of order.
At first, she hadn’t understood it. She had only glanced at it briefly without considering its possible significance. It wasn’t until they had walked through multiple gardens that she realized the two might be connected.
Amalia suspected that this pattern was likely a map of the formation layout for the Spirit Garden.
By dividing a complete formation into smaller ones and arranging them in a specific pattern, a large-scale formation could be ford.
However, this large-scale formation might have already served its purpose.
Because so of the gardens no longer had formations; the formations seed to have been destroyed long ago. So of the formations were only half-destroyed.
"If I’m not mistaken, the formation’s core should be where the Planting Fairy resides." Amalia pointed to a location on the diagram.
This place wasn’t at the center of the pattern but was slightly off-center.
No one had ever said that the formation’s core had to be in the center.
Wealth, who had inherited the mories of the Beast God and had so understanding of formations, saw what she pointed out and, after examining the diagram, couldn’t help but give her a thumbs up.
"Maybe you’re right."
"Whether it’s correct or not, we’ll know once we find it." Amalia tucked the diagram away.
Using this formation map, they identified several possible locations for the formation’s core.
Along the way, they passed through a few gardens with formations, but Amalia didn’t stop until they encountered two devils head-on.
This was the second ti she had encountered devils since entering the Spirit Garden—the first one had been an accident.
The Spirit Garden was so vast, and so few people entered, so it had been hard to co across anyone at first.
"It’s a human cultivator, and there’s only one." The two devils were montarily stunned when they saw her. Realizing who it was, they exchanged a glance and imdiately surrounded Amalia.
"A lone human cultivator. It’s rare to find one these days, and here they are, delivering themselves to our door. We’ll gladly take your head," one of the devil sneered.
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