That afternoon, Bai He Biyu, as usual, strode out of her house and walked through the streets and alleys.

Wherever they went, the two would find a secluded spot, quietly channel their spiritual energy, and attach themselves to nearby grass or other small objects by the roadside, searching for any traces of the other.

However, even after searching diligently until four o'clock in the afternoon, the two still hadn't found a single trace...

At this moment, the roadside was bitterly cold, and the two of them gradually slowed down, with beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads.

"There are only two forks in the road around here. If we can't find it, we'll have to go somewhere else tomorrow..." Biyu stood by the roadside, panting heavily. She pointed ahead, about ten meters away, to the left and right of the tall building across the street, one alley led to the left and the other to the right...

“It’s really strange. Where did the king go? My senses are getting weaker and weaker. Searching like this isn’t going to work. We haven’t found him yet, and our spiritual energy is almost used up.” Biyu turned to look at Baihe and shook her head. “Sigh, it’s all our fault for not being skilled enough and for being too young. We should split up and go separately so we can conserve our energy.”

“Your idea is good. It seems that this is the only way. Once we find the king, everything will be easier.” Bai He nodded and pointed to the right. “I’ll go this way, and you can go the other way.”

"Okay, see you later." Biyu nodded, then glanced at Baihe and instructed her, "Be careful in everything. Anyway, we'll meet here in an hour."

"Let's go." Bai He took the lead and ran forward.

Biyu ran to the other side, and the two quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

"Oh dear, it's so cold outside. There are very few pedestrians on the road, but it's also more liberating." Feeling a bit cold, Biyu hugged her shoulders as she walked. Having just entered the human world, she never imagined that it could be so cold.

Biyu continued forward, passing through several paths, until she arrived at an abandoned park. Facing the rusty iron gate, Biyu stopped and looked down to her right. Not far away, a small blade of grass, pale green all over, was swaying its head vigorously in the "whoosh!" cold wind, showing its vibrant vitality.

The observant Jade noticed that the grass next to it was all withered and yellow, and it seemed to have long since died.

It was precisely this contrast that made Biyu's heart skip a beat; this vibrant little grass seemed to be imbued with a spiritual energy...

Biyu steadied herself, held her breath, and stretched her fingers forward, attempting to draw spiritual energy...

However, after several attempts, she soon began to pant softly, her forehead was covered in sweat again, and her fingertips fell limply to her sides.

Oh no! It's all gone. What should we do? Maybe there's some secret hidden in this grass.

Biyu frowned, walked forward, squatted down, and poked at the tips of the grass with her fingertips...

How about this...

"I'm sorry, little grass, you have to bear the pain." Biyu had an idea. She reached out and plucked a blade of grass, held it tightly in her palm, then stood up, opened her clenched fist, placed the grass blade in her palm, and clasped her other hand together in front of her chest, muttering words and praying silently.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, put her hands down, and opened her palms. Her eyes immediately brightened. At that moment, a wisp of blue and red light flashed and disappeared in her palms.

When the light faded, the once green tips of the grass, as if the dye had been washed away instantly, suddenly returned to their withered yellow color...