Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Elderly Man Xuan Zhen had been present, their skepticism had clouded their judgnt, causing them to dismiss his words. However, in his absence, a growing realization began to take hold.
Questions started to surface. Why had Elderly Man Xuan Zhen co here in the first place? What was the purpose of his presence? And most intriguingly, why had he chosen to impart his cultivation knowledge to a complete stranger?
The answers to these questions seed elusive at first, shrouded in uncertainty. While Elderly Man Xuan Zhen’s spectral presence lingered, their minds were muddled, preventing them from grasping the full picture. But as soon as that phantom vanished, clarity returned, and the situation appeared increasingly perplexing.
The precise mont Elderly Man Xuan Zhen’s apparition dissipated, Gu
Chaoyan was certain that the trial within the room had concluded successfully. Now, as the next room awaited exploration, an air of uncertainty hung in the air, and the group’s susceptibility to temptation beca evident.
Gu Chaoyan felt compelled to remind them of the nature of this mystical realm, emphasizing that nothing here ca without effort or risk. It was a ssage that carried particular weight, considering that many among them hailed from prestigious sects and were susceptible to deception.
With these words of caution, Gu Chaoyan prepared to open another door. However, an unexpected feeling of apprehension washed over her, causing her to pause. The mont the door swung open, her unease transford into sheer astonishnt.
Before her eyes lay a sprawling field of dicinal plants, and at the center of this botanical wonder stood a single, extraordinary specin – the One Origin Grass.
Gu Chaoyan’s eyes widened, and excitent surged within her. The sight of this rare treasure ignited a fervor within her heart.
The One Origin Grass had indeed been located within the sprawling field, and Gu Chaoyan’s reaction was a mixture of surprise, shock, and intense excitent. It was the very treasure she had sought tirelessly for so long.
Unable to contain her enthusiasm, she rushed towards the herb-laden expanse, taking her first eager step before abruptly coming to a halt.
Blocking her path was none other than the Head of the Undead Race.
This unexpected interruption served as a stark reminder of the perilous nature of the mystic realm. Danger lurked around every corner, and they were never truly safe, regardless of their location. Gu Chaoyan quickly regained her composure, her mind sharpening once more.
She reflected on her recent lapse in vigilance, driven by the sight of the One
Origin Grass and the lush field of herbs. Fortunately, the Head of the Undead Race had intervened to prevent her from wandering too deep into the zone.
With newfound calmness, Gu Chaoyan began to assess the field more carefully. While the field seed devoid of other visible threats, the real danger likely resided among the herbs themselves. Fields of this kind often harbored not only dicinal plants but also poisonous herbs. It was crucial to exercise caution, as one wrong step could lead to poisoning.
Furthermore, the exact composition of the herb field remained a mystery to her.
“Those are Green Sun Grass and Rootless Grass!” soone exclaid with excitent. “These are high-grade herbs. Even if they aren’t used for alchemy, they can greatly benefit our cultivation.”
However, Gu Chaoyan interrupted their eagerness with a stern tone. “Before we entered this place, you all agreed to let choose sothing first.”
Upon hearing her words, the enthusiasm of the group waned. While they had initially consented to this arrangent, the prospect of relinquishing a significant portion of these valuable herbs troubled them. They had faced danger on their journey to this point, and now Gu Chaoyan was poised to claim a substantial share of the profits simply because she led the way. The sentint among so of them was shifting.
“Let’s rely on our own abilities,” impatient voices murmured, and so began to depart..
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