Bai Lan said nothing. With a wave of her hand, she swept the dozen or so layers of jade boxes from the ground into the Void Stone before looking at the system. "What did you say? I couldn't hear you."
The system: "..."
Having done a good deed without leaving her name behind, Bai Lan finished plundering half the spiritual herbs in the Medicine Garden, then concealed her aura, donned her cloak, and flew out of the garden.
Bai Lan, as the person with the lowest cultivation in the entire group, had drawn the Golden Armored Lion's firepower to buy them time to set up their formation. It was only reasonable that she took the highest tier of rewards now, wasn't it?
She had no interest in that third-rank Golden Armored Lion's corpse. With dozens of Qi Refining stage cultivators present, even if it were divided up, she would not get much.
Most of the Thousand-Year Spiritual Grass in the Medicine Garden had gone into Bai Lan's pocket, and not much of the century-old stock remained either. This trip had already earned her a fortune; splitting the Golden Armored Lion with them too would be rather unconscionable.
The Ice Condensing Grass Ji Feng needed was also in that Medicine Garden, though its quantity was somewhat scarce.
There was enough for Ji Feng to report back, but Bai Lan herself wanted to keep more Ice Condensing Grass for future planting and pill refinement.
It seemed she had no choice but to make a trip to the places her cheap martial uncle had marked on the map.
Following the general direction indicated on the map, Bai Lan ran for over half an hour. After searching around the marked area for quite some time, she found no Ice Condensing Grass—but she did find