Yang Chen nodded. This Sacred Herb looked like a baby not yet fully grown, its eyes tightly shut, tiny fists clenched, mouth opening and closing as it breathed, as though it were absorbing the air.
Whether in the primal waters or within the Eight Extremes Flowing River space, this Sacred Herb seemed able to grow freely.
"However, Young Master, the natural spiritual energy within the Eight Extremes Flowing River space is all drawn in from the outside world, and there is very little of it to begin with. Over the past few days, this little fellow has already absorbed far too much. Transplanting it here is merely a stopgap measure and cannot last for long," Yun Lu said.
Yang Chen had his own judgment regarding this, and it was precisely because he understood the situation that it gave him a headache. If he did not keep it in the Eight Extremes Flowing River space, then a spiritual herb that looked like this would certainly cause no small commotion if placed outside. That was the last thing he wanted to see.
Still, it was too early to think about such matters. He could only take one step at a time.
"Senior Yun Lu, roughly how long can this spiritual herb survive in the Eight Extremes Flowing River space?" Yang Chen asked.
"About two months at most. If this spiritual herb is not moved elsewhere after two months, Yun Lu cannot say what will happen," Yun Lu replied.
Yang Chen knew he could not gamble on this. After thinking for a moment, he could only say, "Move aside. I'll try the Natural Spirit Art and see whether I can hasten its growth!"
At the mention of Yang Chen's Natural Spirit Art, the Merfolk maidens all widened their eyes and watched from the