I accepted the next task, which offered a higher reward, and forcibly suppressed the excitement welling up inside me.
The gray-robed old man seemed very stern. Looking at the little girl in front of him who barely came up to the height of the table, he spoke bluntly. "My spirit plants are very delicate. If you can't do the job properly, you'll be out of here tomorrow."
"If you prove capable, I'll even allow you to take one spirit medicine home each month."
I bowed respectfully. "I'll devote myself to the task with all my heart."
Elder Hui was famous for his eccentric temper.
He tossed me a book. "This is the Spirit Plant Cultivation Compendium. Take it and study it on your own. You don't need to do anything for the next couple of days."
"If you can master this book, that alone will prove your ability."
The next moment, Elder Hui left without another word.
I stared at the Spirit Plant Garden in front of me.
Even the least remarkable spirit plant in there could fetch dozens of spirit stones if sold.
I suppressed my excitement and found a large stone that was just about comfortable enough to sit on. Then I immediately opened the compendium and began studying.
I had to do this task perfectly.
I didn't think about what might happen afterward, or whether I would leave.
Because this book was precious.
Whatever I learned from it would become my knowledge, no matter what the future held.
At noon, just as I was about to take a break, I suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
"Qing Ye!"
I rushed straight over, elated, and suddenly grabbed her hand.
Qing Ye looked down at her left hand, which I was holding—a delicate little hand, soft as silk and smooth