"Are you all right?"
Seeing Jiang Li's miserable state after picking the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Dugu Yan could not help asking.
With Jiang Li's Soul Power of just over level thirty, merely picking the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass had already been so difficult.
If he swallowed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass into his body, could he really survive?
Jiang Li did not answer. He frantically circulated the Soul Power within him, shook his body, and scattered all the frost covering him.
Cold!
Jiang Li realized that he had truly underestimated the power of this supremely cold Immortal Herb.
After less than a second of contact, the cold air emitted by the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass had nearly frozen his body stiff.
But there was no other way. To pick the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, he had to approach it and cut off its flower stem with a sharp tool made of metal.
If he merely threw a dagger at the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass from a distance, the cold air could easily affect it. One careless mistake could cause him to miss. Not only would he fail to pick the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, he might even damage it and cause its medicinal power to leak away.
After driving the cold from his body, Jiang Li turned his gaze toward the other supremely hot Immortal Herb in the spring opposite the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass—the Infernal Delicate Apricot.
Picking the Infernal Delicate Apricot was not as easy as picking the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.
At this point, Jiang Li could no longer hesitate.
Otherwise, if the medicinal power of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass he had already picked dissipated, what use would a single Infernal Delicate Apricot be?
Jiang Li gritted his teeth and walked toward the Infernal Delicate