"Then what are we waiting for? Since the Young Sect Master recognizes these immortal herbs, let's hurry and harvest them!"
At those words, delight flashed in Yu Bo's eyes, and he rubbed his hands together, eager to get to work.
Ye An, however, kept his gaze fixed on the aromatic silk beauty.
The Tang Sect Secret Arts recorded only a handful of immortal herbs, nowhere near enough to help him identify everything here. The complete text was in the aromatic silk beauty's possession. Only by obtaining it could he learn the names and effects of all these immortal herbs in detail, then harvest and take them away.
With that thought, Ye An stepped forward and slowly approached the aromatic silk beauty.
Soon, a faint fragrance drifted into Ye An's nose. Then the aromatic silk beauty suddenly lit up, and a pink barrier spread out from its body, instantly enveloping the clearing within a hundred-foot diameter.
Ye An remained unmoved by the change and continued walking slowly toward the aromatic silk beauty.
He knew this fragrance would do his body no harm; on the contrary, it would provide plenty of benefits. Of course, he also found it rather amusing—all the immortal herbs had been quiet when they entered the valley, without causing any trouble. At first, he had assumed they had sensed Du Busi's strength and dared not act rashly.
Now, it seemed he had given them too much credit.
Although these immortal herbs had gained sentience and become hundred-thousand-year soul beasts... their intelligence still left something to be desired.
Ye An's actions seemed to enrage the aromatic silk beauty. All its petals trembled faintly, and a gentle yet sharp female voice suddenly rang out. "Human, if you keep trying to provoke me, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Ye