The deacon took the token, entered Su Yu's name in the register, then handed over the directions to the Herb Farm along with the handover documents.
"Keep these safe. When you arrive, find a steward surnamed Chen. He's been at the White Stone Medicine Farm for over twenty years and knows all the roads nearby."
Su Yu checked the documents and confirmed that they bore the sect's seal before putting everything into his Storage Bag. The assignment itself was straightforward, but the beast herds were still migrating along the route. Once he reached the Herb Farm, he would have to determine a new route back.
He asked the deacon a few more questions, then left the hall.
Back at his residence, Su Yu packed a few things and left Ye Chen a short letter explaining that he was leaving on an assignment, then descended the mountain alone.
Outside the mountain gates, the road followed the terrain westward, ending at a market town built against the mountainside. Many caravans stopped there to rest, and armed martial artists were everywhere on the streets.
As Su Yu passed an apothecary, he went inside to buy some ordinary wound medicine.
He had no use for it himself, but the people at the Herb Farm might need it. As for pills that restored true essence, he still had plenty in his Storage Bag and did not need to prepare any more.
Before long, the white-robed figure swept over the treetops outside town and headed west.
Inside a teashop at the street corner, an old man in brown set down his cup. Only after Su Yu disappeared into the distance did he rise to pay. As he left the teashop, a trace of coldness surfaced in his eyes.
More than two months.
After waiting back and