Allocation

"Looks like this pretty girl won't wake up for a while. What should we do now, benefactor?"

Ah Yin's choice of words caught Jiang Mu off guard. A moment ago, she had called him Jiang Mu—or just "hey, hey, hey." Now he was her benefactor?

Had something changed in her mind?

Curious, Jiang Mu turned to look at her.

She looked about twenty-seven, with a gentle expression. Her face lacked a young girl's air, but her skin was just as delicate. Long, azure hair cascaded down her back, and she had a fresh, unworldly bearing.

That was how most people would describe her. To Jiang Mu, though, she had the air of a noblewoman.

"Can I ask why you're calling me your benefactor?"

"Because you saved my life."

"Fair enough. Can't argue with that."

Jiang Mu couldn't be bothered to ask further. She could call him whatever she liked.

"Let's divide up what's here first."

With nothing else to do, they might as well turn their attention to the Immortal Herbs.

He looked toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The Immortal Herbs growing there were a must-have for anyone who crossed over to Douluo Continent. Every single one was exceedingly precious.

Whether used to cure illness or improve aptitude, their effects defied belief.

Nothing had changed at the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. The spring water still spread in the shape of a yin-yang symbol. Most eye-catching of all were the two flowers by the water's edge, one radiating bitter cold and the other fierce heat.

"I'll pass on taking them myself. That's a bit too predictable."

Jiang Mu rubbed his chin and kept looking. He would rather give them to the women in his life. He could raise his strength with Essence Blood,