The formation would naturally record the number of spiritual herbs. If even a single plant were embezzled, the major figures of the entire Five Elements Sect would personally make a move.
Such rules naturally targeted the people of the Spiritual Herb Garden as well. They did not want them roaming outside like the Foundation Establishment cultivators within the sect, seeking fortuitous opportunities.
Quite a few had gone out for a hundred years at a time, and some had even died violently outside. These rules were also meant to protect their safety, though they could not be pushed too hard either, lest their thoughts become obstructed.
"If such a person truly exists, Old Ox and I, Chen Xun, will not let him off!" Chen Xun declared righteously, though he did not have any other thoughts in mind.
Zuo Yiying smiled faintly upon hearing this. "Then is junior brother Chen still willing to enter the Spiritual Herb Garden? Naturally, I will not force you."
Damn... this scheme runs deep, one link locking into the next. Our blood essence has already been poured into the Restriction Token, and now she asks whether I'm willing? Chen Xun silently grumbled.
"Senior Sister Zuo, I am naturally willing, without complaint or regret."
Chen Xun gave a cupped fist salute, yet seemed somewhat hesitant as he stammered, "But if our lifespan is nearly exhausted and we still cannot break through..."
"The sect will make arrangements for such people after their passing. They may even be inscribed upon the Sect Merit Heroic Monument for future generations to admire."
Zuo Yiying spoke slowly, then sighed softly. Who could withstand the ravages of time?
Wocao... that wasn't what he meant. Chen Xun was startled. Why had she started arranging his funeral? Big Black Ox and he were immortal!
Seeing Chen