"Would dancing and singing here help the medicinal herbs?"
Seeing her master's expression, Jing Lian turned to look at Nie Yun and Yun Fei.
As a disciple, she had never seen such sorrow in her master's eyes before, and her heart clenched with pain.
"Singing and dancing might help a few herbs, but for so many medicinal plants, the effect would be negligible!"
Nie Yun looked toward the herb garden and could not help shaking his head.
Though medicinal herbs possessed Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and music and dance could have a certain effect on them, with an herb garden of this scale, not only would the influence of song and dance fail to reach every corner, but the mutually spreading aura of decay alone could completely wipe out their effects, rendering them useless.
In other words, while Jing Lian could restore a few ordinary herbs to health, it would still have no effect on such an enormous herb garden.
It was like sailing against the current. If the boat moved slower than the water flowed, then no matter how hard one tried, one would keep drifting backward and could never advance.
The herb garden was in precisely this situation. The decay aura spread far faster than the positive effects brought by music and dance. Even if Jing Lian danced herself to death here, these herbs would still die. It would not make much difference.
"Then... what do we do?"
Hearing Nie Yun say that it would have little effect, Jing Lian panicked.
She had originally thought that since these two young men, whom her master praised so highly, could solve the problem with a few herbs, they would be able to solve the problem of the entire herb garden. It seemed she had been thinking too simply.
"Don't panic.