At the summit of Clear Sky Peak.
Exotic flowers and rare plants surrounded the area, their fragrance filling the air as colorful butterflies danced. Clear spring water flowed around artificial hills and oddly shaped rocks, winding its way down the mountain.
The main hall at the center had carved beams, painted pillars, and soaring, upturned eaves, its grandeur dignified yet elegant.
A hundred zhang east of the main hall lay a hot spring.
Spring water slowly seeped from cracks in the rocks, gathering into a pool.
Thin mist wreathed the pool. The evening breeze carried the chirping of insects, a few scattered stars dotted the sky, and a bright moon hung high above.
An elegant, beautiful noblewoman stood beside the pool.
What should have been a lovely scene of "the cool breeze, the bright moon, and me" was shattered by the beautiful woman.
Bang!
Rao Baoyue furiously thrust out her palm!
The hot spring pool instantly split apart, sending stones flying and leaving a scene of utter devastation!
Forcing down the urge to go beat Yan Biao savagely again, Rao Baoyue swept her sleeve and left.
Tang Yan spent the entire night reading the Detailed Guide to Medicinal Herbs.
Early the next morning, he put the book away and walked toward the Spirit Herb Garden in the morning breeze.
He had already committed every herb's cultivation method to memory and no longer needed to consult his notes.
Carrying a bucket, he dripped spirit liquid into a bowl in the prescribed proportions and watered the herbs.
His frame of mind was different from yesterday.
Yesterday, he could study the medicinal properties while watering. Today, it was purely manual labor, with no skill involved, and felt like something of a waste of time.
Moreover, his low efficiency meant that even if