The young cultivator girl worked hard to recruit the two of them into the party.
"Are you two seniors from out of town? This place is called Spirit Medicine Valley. Legend has it that tens of thousands of years ago, it was a great lake. Later, immortals fought a great battle here, and the lake vanished afterward. The lingering aura from the immortals' battle formed Miasma Clouds. One cannot fly within the valley, but many low-grade spirit medicines grow here, along with Mountain Demons and Monsters. Over time, it became a place for cultivators to train and search for spirit medicines."
Now Bai Yujun understood. Low-grade spirit medicines would not attract powerful experts, and there were monsters besides. It was suited for low-level cultivators to hone their martial skills and spells, gather herbs, and cultivate. In time, it had become the first choice for beginners.
Looking at it this way, there were two possibilities.
First, the wonder at the bottom of the pit had long since been discovered and taken away. What remained was a place suitable for spirit medicines to grow, where newcomers could train and dig up low-grade herbs to get through the earliest stages of cultivation.
Second, with so many low-level cultivators around, powerful experts naturally would not come searching. It was another kind of smokescreen. Low-level cultivators lacked the ability to find the true secret, making it all the safer. Bai Yujun felt the second possibility was very likely. If the secret had vanished, the Miasma Clouds overhead would likely have dispersed as well.
She looked at the little girl before her.
She was merely at the early stage of Qi Refinement, and her aptitude was average.
Though she had little hope of becoming an immortal, her mindset was excellent. She was cheerful and knew her