To Sleep in a Senior's Bed, You Still Have to Wait Your Turn, Right?

"Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid... pure Soul Power, cleansing the mind and spirit..."

"Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower... king of fire, brimming with potent yang energy..."

"Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum..."

As Ye Lingling recited one name after another, Chrysanthemum Douluo's body jolted. His effeminate face instantly filled with uncertainty and shock.

This little girl actually recognized these immortal-grade herbs?

Ye Lingling's voice carried a barely noticeable tremor. She seemed to have fallen into some obsessed, dreamlike trance, continuously muttering the names of one immortal herb after another.

And what she recited was not merely their names!

"Aromatic Silk Beauty, king of all herbs, capable of identifying every rare treasure beneath the heavens... Consuming it allows one to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the radiance of the sun and moon..."

"Lovesick Heartbreak Red, the flower of utmost devotion. Only one of absolute love and sincerity may pick it, and only after watering it with their heart's blood..."

"Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone... Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew..."

With every name she spoke, she described its effects and legends in detail, all exactly matching what Chrysanthemum Douluo knew.

The sourness and disdain on Chrysanthemum Douluo's face gradually froze.

They were replaced by shock, as though he had seen a ghost.

Th-this was impossible?!

How could a little girl know so much about immortal herbs?

Meanwhile, Ye Lingling had completely immersed herself in her own world.

Her cool, aloof eyes stared fixedly at the treasure ground shrouded in immortal aura outside the restaurant. Her body trembled faintly from overwhelming excitement.

Her feet moved beyond her control, step by step, toward those immortal herbs she had longed for day and night.

"Lingling!"

Dugu Yan's heart tightened at the sight, and she hurriedly reached out to pull her back.

However, before her hand could touch even the hem