An Ning walked toward the tree root, squatted down, and touched it with her left hand.
After confirming what she needed to, she started searching for a very distinctive stone.
Finally, she found a miniature version of the stone, which looked very much like the one on the drawing Third Grandfather had given her.
'A weathered stone, a wind-snapped tree... This must be it.'
'But where's the cave?'
An Ning plopped down on the ground, her left hand on the tree root and her right hand on the stone, searching for the cave entrance.
'Could there be some kind of mechanism?'
An Ning had read her fair share of wuxia novels, so she was familiar with the idea of treasure trials and hidden mechanisms.
However, after searching in three full circles, she came up empty.
'Looks like I'll have to rely on myself.'
Her spiritual power flowed out from her body, penetrating the rock face as she searched.
'Haha, found it!'
