Pan Yun sat before the mountain gate and sighed. The black cat crouched at her side and sighed too.
There were too few people on the mountain. There was nowhere to earn merit.
Pan Yun was a practical person. If there was no merit to be had, then she would make money!
The next day, she slung a small basket over her back and followed behind Wang Fei Yin with Miao Zhen and Miao He to dig for medicinal herbs.
"Senior Brother, what is the most expensive medicinal herb in the mountains?"
"Purple Ganoderma," Wang Fei Yin said. "Precious things are never easily found. It often grows on the roots or dead trunks of oak trees. Both its cap and stalk are hard and woody black, while its flesh is brown."
Just then, they reached the edge of a cliff. More than ten zhang away stood a steep rocky peak that slanted upward. Wang Fei Yin pointed at it. "See that? There's one on that sloping peak."
Pan Yun hurried forward two steps in excitement. "Where? Where?"
"There!"
Following Wang Fei Yin's finger, Pan Yun finally spotted a blackish-brown ganoderma that seemed embedded in the mountainside. She blinked. "Why does it look like a rock?"
"That is why it is also called Stone Ganoderma."
Wang Fei Yin waved a hand and walked away. "Come on. Looking at it is useless. You can't pick it anyway."
Unconvinced, Pan Yun drew back her gaze and was about to speak when she suddenly saw the bottomless abyss at her feet. She recoiled in fright, her legs instantly going weak on a purely physiological level.
Miao He said, "Junior Martial Uncle, you're afraid of heights."
"No," Pan Yun said. "I've been thousands of meters in the air, and I've even flown through the sky.