After training ended, Gu Ling did not leave immediately. He called out to Zhu Zhuqing, who was preparing to pack up, then beckoned to Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan at the edge of the field.
"You three, come with me. I have something good."
Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.
"What good thing requires you to hide from the others?"
"It would be hard to divide if there were too many people." Gu Ling answered frankly. Once inside the room, he cleared off the table before removing the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch from his waist.
Seeing that familiar pouch, Dugu Yan could not help but snort softly. "My grandfather even gave you that, and you certainly make good use of it."
"A gift from an elder should not be refused."
Gu Ling smiled, reaching his fingers into the pouch. The next moment, three herbs of distinctly different forms appeared on the table one after another.
Dugu Yan, who had still been rather casual, immediately fixed her gaze on them. A faint fragrance spread through the room, and after inhaling only a little, the exhaustion from training seemed to lessen somewhat.
One of them was pure white and lustrous, its flowers and leaves gleaming like jade. The flower beside it carried a dignified golden hue, and even before approaching it, one could feel an aura that unconsciously calmed the mind.
The last was an orchid with eight petals. Its fragrance was the faintest, yet it lingered for a long time.
At the sight, Ye Lingling subconsciously took half a step forward. She could sense that her Martial Soul, the Nine-Heart Begonia, seemed to have been lightly stirred by something.
"These are... Immortal-grade Herbs?"
Gu Ling pushed the gleaming white herb toward Zhu Zhuqing and said seriously,
"This Narcissus Jade Flesh