Fang Shu stood on the peak, gazing hesitantly at the Storage Bag he had only recently taken.
Without waiting for him to speak, Deer Cart Earth Immortal smiled lightly overhead and pointed a finger toward the space before Fang Shu.
Wisps of golden light streamed from the immortal's fingertip and fell upon the Storage Bag, instantly washing away its restrictions,
along with every mark and seal.
"Thank you, Three Capitals!" Delighted, Fang Shu hurriedly bowed to Deer Cart Earth Immortal.
Only then did he send his spiritual sense into the bag.
An exhilarated look immediately appeared on his face. With several flicks of his fingers, the mouths of the Storage Bags opened, and more thousand-year spirit herbs flew out with a series of whooshes.
There were, astonishingly, only one fewer than Fang Shu himself had gathered—a total of seven!
In other words, Fang Shu alone had brought fifteen and a half thousand-year spirit herbs back from the secret realm.
Even the Three Capitals—Deer Cart, Ox Cart, and Sheep Cart—who had been utterly composed and unruffled, were taken aback by such a haul.
After a brief pause, they could not help bursting into hearty laughter. "Hahaha! You truly are an impressive youngster."
"With so many spirit herbs, we old fellows are in for a treat."
The Earth Immortals of the Five Viscera Temple, whose eyes had been burning with envy, now looked at Fang Shu with noticeably greater goodwill.
This lad alone had brought out so many spirit herbs. Adding what the others gathered, the Five Viscera Temple's expedition into the secret realm would yield a bountiful harvest. They reckoned every Earth Immortal in the temple would be able to claim a share of the feast.
Naturally, no one objected to such happy news.
Fang Shu was equally astonished that Hui