Immortal Grade Herbs, So Satisfied

The petals of the large pink flower opened and closed slightly, its voice gentle.

"Human, since you recognized my identity as the Aromatic Silk Beauty, you must be the person he chose, right?"

"Is he doing well? I haven't seen him in so long. He never comes to visit any of us. Honestly, honestly."

The purple stamen at the center of the Aromatic Silk Beauty quivered slightly, carrying a hint of muttering to itself.

"Heh, you mean Tang San? Then no, I'm not."

Chen Ping had no intention of falsely claiming that identity and flatly denied the Aromatic Silk Beauty's words.

"What? No, you're not?"

The Aromatic Silk Beauty immediately grew nervous. This was no good news for her.

After all, if Chen Ping had been sent by Tang San, she could have used Tang San's rules to restrain him, limiting him to taking only seven immortal grade herbs.

But Chen Ping had not been sent by Tang San. That was disastrous. Back then, Tang San had stripped the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well clean. These immortal grade herbs had all regrown over the past ten thousand years.

"Heh, disappointed?"

Chen Ping smiled faintly. "Tang San planted you here only to raise you as leeks. Once you were ripe, he'd find someone to harvest a crop from you. You're actually looking forward to Tang San coming to see you—I truly can't understand it."

"You're talking nonsense!"

At that moment, the large fiery-red flower beside the Aromatic Silk Beauty spoke urgently, as if it had been enraged. One identical crimson flower after another condensed into existence, densely spreading behind the large pink flower.

"Courting death!"

Snow Empress's voice rang out, cold and proud to the extreme. Emperor Sword in her right hand and Emperor Palm in her left, she