Tang San crouched beside the pit, reaching out with the utmost care for fear of damaging that small piece of dark red medicinal growth.
He brushed aside the remaining roots and slowly dug down along its exposed edge, finally lifting the whole thing out intact.
It was a Lingzhi about the size of his palm. Its cap was dark red and wrinkled, and with dirt clinging to it, it looked utterly unremarkable.
Tang San wiped away the loose dirt with his sleeve. Only when he brought it closer did he notice the fine red markings hidden between the folds. That was where the medicinal aura was coming from.
He turned the Lingzhi over, his brow gradually furrowing. "What kind of Immortal-grade herb is this?"
Several similar medicinal herbs flashed through his mind, but none quite matched its appearance or aura. Tang San examined it again and still could not find a record that corresponded exactly.
Was it not in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?
The conclusion unsettled him, but his grip on the Lingzhi did not loosen.
Just because it was not in the book did not mean it was worthless. The Douluo Continent was different from the world of his previous life, after all. Even Martial Souls and Soul Rings existed here. What was so strange about a few unfamiliar herbs growing here?
He released a thread of soul power and carefully brought it toward the cap. The red markings within its folds seemed to light up briefly.
Tang San immediately withdrew his soul power. After waiting a moment, he tried again, and the same slight change appeared.
"This herb seems to react to soul power!"
He stared at his palm, and the hopes that the empty Medicine Garden had extinguished began to stir again.
"If it could be