Zhou Muyun took a specially made jade box from his robes and lifted the lid.
He then crouched down beside the Spirit-Fusion Flower, bringing his right index and middle fingers together. True qi gathered at his fingertips, sharp as a blade.
Keeping close to the base of the stem, he made a clean, level cut. The entire Spirit-Fusion Flower fell steadily into his palm.
He carefully placed the flower into the jade box and closed the lid. Only then did he let out a long breath.
"Once I take it back and have Master Yue refine it into a pill, the problem with my true qi will be temporarily resolved!"
After putting the jade box into his robes, Zhou Muyun turned and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for Elder Wang's guidance. Otherwise, this junior would not have known how long I would have wandered around the herb garden!"
"It was nothing."
Wang Miao waved a hand, but his gaze lingered on Zhou Muyun's face for a moment longer.
In less than half an hour, he had already chosen his precious herb.
Fast—truly fast!
One had to know that countless disciples entered this herb garden, their eyes dazzled by the choices, unable to make up their minds for a long while.
Yet Zhou Muyun had only hesitated slightly before no longer troubling himself over it.
He had simply taken the precious herb he wanted, without the slightest bit of dawdling.
Wang Miao's impression of Zhou Muyun deepened by several degrees.
Afterward, the two left the herb garden one after the other. Zhou Muyun stopped and cupped his fists in salute.
"I have troubled Elder Wang enough. This junior should take his leave now!"
"Go on." Wang Miao smiled faintly. "I will report that you have selected your precious herb to Elder Tu.