The Herb Garden.
A group of white-robed cultivators sat there meditating. They were all from the North Ridge Sacred Ground.
Most of them had their eyes closed, afraid they might spot another top-tier spirit herb and be unable to resist reaching out their claws.
Opposite these white-robed cultivators stood the blue-robed disciples of the Southern Spirit Sect.
They were gathered around Lin Nian, discussing the situation.
"The other sects should have arrived by now. Sooner or later, they'll find this place. We have to hold out and enter the real trial before they do. Surely our Southern Spirit Sect can't fall behind those little sects?" Lin Nian reminded the people around him, his expression solemn.
"Even a few people from the North Ridge Sacred Ground have been flung out, so stop dreaming of taking those spirit herbs away. Compared with the true inheritance, these herbs are nothing. Besides, we need to stay alive to take anything, right?"
"Senior Brother Lin, where did Junior Sister Yun go? I haven't seen her for a while." Zou Wan sounded worried.
"Did she touch a spirit herb while we weren't looking?"
At the mention of Yun Xi, Lin Nian's face darkened. "Don't bring her up. I tried to stop Junior Sister Yun out of kindness, but she wouldn't listen. She insisted on fiddling around over there herself. Let's see what tricks she can come up with!"
Seeing Lin Nian's reaction, the others disagreed.
"Senior Brother Lin, we've been in the sect for decades and cultivated all that time, but Junior Sister Yun has only been cultivating for a few months. How could she possibly know so much?" Zou Wan stood straight up.
"As her senior brothers and sisters, how can we lose our temper with such a young junior sister? I'll go find her