Song Yan Ning and her companions had traveled for two days, and besides some Spirit Grass, they hadn't discovered any other cultivation resources.
Song Yan Ning stopped and swept the surroundings with her Divine Sense, "We'll head over there." The direction she pointed to was filled with dense Spiritual Energy, surely hiding treasures.
Everyone quickly followed suit, having absolute trust in Song Yan Ning.
Two hours later, the group came upon a Spiritual Herb Garden, but most of the Spiritual Grass there had already withered.
"This is the Seventh-level Spiritual Grass, the Primordial Flower, what a pity!" Lin Dai, upon seeing a withered white plant, shook his head with regret. He had previously seen the Primordial Flower in a Pharmacopoeia.
"You're familiar with Spiritual Grass?" Song Yan Ning looked at Lin Dai.
