Upon reaching the foot of Qiong Mountain, Ji Xiaosong alighted from the carriage.
"Miss, how about I accompany you up the mountain to get the herb?"
Zixi held a straw-woven basket, her face filled with worry.
"You can't go. I have to go up this mountain alone."
With that, Ji Xiaosong left Zixi behind and started up the mountain alone.
As she climbed, Ji Xiaosong used her Spiritual Power with every step, waving away the golden light that poured down on her, dispersing it to either side.
When she finally reached the summit, she saw it: the Clear Spirit Grass, right in the center.
However, the Clear Spirit Grass was only a single bud. She had to wait until it was in full bloom to pick it; only then would its medicinal properties be at their peak.
Ji Xiaosong stood guard nearby, waiting. By midnight, the flower had finally bloomed.
She took a swordsman's step forward. The Clear Spirit Grass seemed to sense the threat and began to tremble, trying to escape.
