By the time Bai Jin stopped at the side garden of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Dugu Bo had already slapped his hand away three times.
"No pulling it out. No using Azure. And no carrying off this whole patch of land."
"You've named everything I could think of. You make it sound like you know me very well."
"I know how you end up paying for damages."
The side garden lay behind a sloping rock above the cold spring, with poisonous mist hugging the ground. Bai Jin had visited the main Medicine Garden before, but had never followed this rock fissure deeper inside. When Tang San had distributed the Immortal Herbs, this place had been no more than a patch of ginseng seedlings with tangled roots, their medicinal properties still undeveloped. Over the past few years, their roots had absorbed the vapors from both springs, and the deepest plant had gradually matured enough to be used in the resurrection formula.
Dugu Bo had noticed its change during his last inspection of the herbs, but had not rushed to harvest it. He did not know whether they could find the Spirit Beast Pill, nor had he intended to dig up an unused ginseng king prematurely and kill it. Only after receiving the scales and hide, along with samples of the old medicinal aura, had he checked the medicinal properties needed for resurrection again and surveyed the route into the side garden.
Now that the Spirit Beast Pill had been recovered, that ginseng could no longer remain merely an entry in his herb ledger.
Bai Jin crouched beside the rock and made out the fine markings beneath the ginseng leaves. Nine medicinal markings connected along the root and stem, the finest extending between two rocks. The roots near the