After successfully transplanting the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit into Little Demon's Small World, Ling Tian and the other two let out a long sigh of relief. But they didn't leave just yet, intending to wait for Hou Lin to wake up before heading out. In the meantime, besides cultivating every day, they played with the two little Golden Hous. Of course, faced with countless immortal herbs, they couldn't help being tempted and gathered quite a few.
Ling Tian and the others weren't greedy; they only picked a portion. Worried that after the Nine-Colored Divine Soul Fruit was transplanted, the other immortal herbs wouldn't receive enough of heaven and earth's essence, Ling Tian set up a large Spirit Gathering Formation and incorporated some Chaos Qi into it, giving the herbs a good environment to grow in.
"Tsk, tsk, there are countless immortal herbs here. We can come back and gather some on a regular basis in the future. Eighth- and ninth-grade immortal herbs are rare even throughout the Immortal Realm." Su Ying was brimming with excitement, looking every bit the alchemist.
This time, Ling Tian didn't plan to take Hou Lin's family out of the Barbaric Land. With them here, along with the intricate formations and restrictions in the cave, outsiders would have a hard time coveting these immortal herbs. It could be considered a private Herb Garden for Ling Tian and the others.
"It's a pity that, with your alchemy skills, who knows when you'll be able to use these herbs? After all, you can only refine immortal pills below the fifth turn for now." Ling Tian teased her lightly. Seeing Su Ying's indignant expression, he was delighted.
To keep Su Ying from "exploding," Ling Tian stopped teasing her. Suddenly, as if he'd remembered something, he looked at Little Demon.