Clack!
An iron chisel hooked firmly onto a jutting stone ledge on the sheer cliff.
With a long rope secured around her, the frail young woman in black hemp clothing relied on the support of the chisel in her hand to lower herself another step down the cliff.
"Sister, be careful!"
At the top of the cliff, a boy of about seven or eight poked his head out and called a warning, his face full of worry as he watched his sister swaying in the wind.
"All right!" Below, his sister did not look up. She only said, "Keep a close eye on the rope for me. Don't let it break!"
Clack...
The young woman gripped the swaying rope tightly in her right hand, hooked the chisel in her left into another patch of rock, then lowered herself another body length.
"Be good, Xiao Mo. Keep watching, and don't be scared!"
"Once I've gathered this spirit herb, we'll have good days ahead!"
The girl looked about fifteen or sixteen. Her name was Li Yunyun, and she was an herb gatherer from Rouge Mountain.
A few days earlier, she had discovered a purple ginseng plant below this cliff. Judging by her years of herb-gathering experience, it was very likely a hundred years old.
Century-old purple ginseng was an extremely precious medicinal ingredient.
Never mind taking it to an herb shop-even those Immortals who practiced cultivation would welcome it eagerly.
Moreover, Li Yunyun knew that century-old purple ginseng was one of the main ingredients the Immortals used to refine a second-grade pill, the [Foundation Establishment Pill]. Its value was easy to imagine.
The trouble was that this spirit herb grew in a crevice on a ledge halfway down a sheer cliff.
With neither the sky above nor the ground below within reach,