Hearing his voice, Ye Lingling raised her head. Her clear, deep-blue eyes looked at him. After a moment of hesitation, she spoke softly, her voice pleasant and ethereal, like a mountain spring.
"I remember you. What did you need from me?"
Over this period, she had seen this young man in the library every day, clutching ancient books on martial souls and reading them from morning to night. She had actually formed quite a deep impression of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng walked over, gently pulled out the chair opposite her, and sat down. He looked at her openly, pointed to the book in her hands, and smiled warmly.
"I've noticed that you read books about plants and medicinal herbs every day. Sister Ling, you must be extremely knowledgeable in this field—a true expert."
"I happen to have a few questions about rare plants. Could I ask you for guidance?"
Ye Lingling met Lin Feng's utterly sincere gaze. In those dark eyes, there was none of the covetousness or calculation others showed when looking at her, only a pure desire to learn.
Then she recalled how this young man had spent every day in the library, repeatedly poring over ancient texts. He clearly had truly encountered some difficulty.
After hesitating for a while, she spoke softly.
"Tell me first. I'm not sure whether I can help you."
Lin Feng was delighted, but he maintained his gentle smile as he spoke.
"Sister Ling, have you ever heard of immortal herbs?"
"For example, Chrysanthemum Douluo's martial soul, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. Have you ever seen records about immortal herb martial souls like that?"
At his words, a hint of surprise flashed through Ye Lingling's clear blue eyes. She clearly had not expected him to ask such an obscure question.
Her delicate brows