"Little Black, look! There are so many greens over there! There's no food yet anyway, so why don't we go pick all those greens?"
Hearing this, Little Black looked in the direction Mu Qingling pointed. Sure enough, a boundless medicinal field was planted with all kinds of spirit herbs, no worse than those in the Misty Mountain Range.
It was even more abundant than the Misty Mountain Range. After all, the herbs there grew naturally, so it was impossible for every spirit herb to be gathered in one place.
But the place Mu Qingling pointed at was clearly a spirit herb field cultivated by the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, dense patch after dense patch. Only their age was far inferior to those in the Misty Mountain Range.
When Little Black clearly saw that these were spirit herbs planted by the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, the corner of his mouth could not help twitching. If they really went and picked these herbs, who knew what the Heavenly Martial Sacred Land would do.
"Little Master, these greens were planted by others. Let's not pick them!"
"Didn't we pick so many in the Misty Mountain Range before? We can go pick more after you finish eating them, all right?"
Little Black tried to persuade Mu Qingling. There was really no need to do such a thing. They still needed to borrow someone else's teleportation array, and it would not be good if they fell out with them.
Besides, they really had picked an enormous amount of spirit herbs in the Misty Mountain Range. Even if Mu Qingling ate without stopping every day, those herbs would be enough for her to eat for a year.
"Fine then!"
Mu Qingling's eyes flickered a few times as she replied somewhat unwillingly. Only then did Zhao Shanshan