The next day.
Daylight shone brightly, and sunlight streamed through the window paper, laying a blanket of golden radiance across the floor.
Having returned from practicing his punches at the foot of North Mountain, Mo Yun washed up briefly, changed his clothes, and headed toward the Spirit Herb Garden.
Before long, Mo Yun arrived at the Spirit Herb Garden.
A thin mist hung over the Spirit Herb Garden in the early morning, and the fresh fragrance of herbs greeted him.
Xiao Liu and the others were already busy in the ordinary herb plots, some bending over to weed, others carrying water to irrigate, each attending to his own duties.
"Old Mo's here!"
"Morning, Brother Mo!"
When they saw Mo Yun, they stopped their work and greeted him with smiles.
Mo Yun smiled and chatted with them for a while before heading straight toward the Precious Herb Plot.
As he stepped onto the path into the Precious Herb Plot, rich spiritual energy washed over him.
The Fire Spirit Fruit tree in the corner by the fence was still growing quietly. Several crimson fruits hung among its branches and leaves, gleaming enticingly.
The Black Seal on his wrist suddenly grew scorching hot, and an intense craving surged through him.
Mo Yun took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the impulse, his gaze sweeping over Liu Niang nearby.
Liu Niang was bending over to lay out freshly picked spirit herbs to dry. She wore a simple green dress, and her movements were gentle and meticulous.
"Morning, Liu Niang," Mo Yun greeted her.
"You're here?" Liu Niang did not even look up, her hands continuing their work. "Give me a moment. Let me finish laying out these herbs."
Mo Yun was in no hurry. Knowing the place well, he walked over to the little