"Elder Yan Xiao, what pills are we supposed to gather on this mission?"
On a lush, shaded country path, Lin Xiuya finally could not help asking.
Nearly three days had passed, and they had traveled thousands of li along the way, yet Elder Yan Xiao had never once told them exactly what herbs they were supposed to gather on this mission.
"Haven't I told you several times already? For this herb-gathering mission, whenever you see a good medicinal herb, just go and pick it."
Hearing him ask again, Xiao Yan replied with some impatience.
"But what kind of medicinal herbs count as good ones?"
Lin Xiuya was rather speechless. They had indeed found several good medicinal herbs along the way, including one that was a main ingredient for refining fifth-grade pills and even sixth-grade pills.
For that single herb, they had fought a bitter battle against a fifth-tier magical beast. Only when Han Yue was nearly struck did Xiao Yan intervene, casually flicking out a strand of dou qi to finish it off.
Yet when the students presented the herb and magic core to Xiao Yan, he looked utterly indifferent.
This left the students even more bewildered.
"If you can't judge for yourselves, just lie down on the ostriches and sleep. Once we get back, you'll receive every reward you're due."
Seeing these students looking as though they had nothing to do, Xiao Yan spoke with some exasperation.
He could hardly tell them outright that they had only come along to provide cover for him.
"But..." Lin Xiuya wanted to say more, only for Xiao Yan to shoo him away.
"Elder Yan Xiao." Just then, Han Yue appeared before Xiao Yan as well.
She still wore a silver robe, and her cool, snow-and-ice bearing made Xiao Yan's eyes light up.