The sixth floor was a garden.
Herbs grew in organized plots across the floor, each one radiating body-strengthening energy. Some plants glowed gold. Others pulsed with deep red light. The air was thick with medicinal essence.
Six people were already inside. Each one moved between the herb plots, harvesting carefully. Their auras were strong—every single one possessed at least Early Tier 4 physique. They'd earned their place on this floor.
Kael's Spirit Eyes scanned the garden quickly—flicker—cataloging herbs.
Void Iron Root. Heartfire Blossom. Moonlight Moss. Thunder Root. Dark Bloom. Ironwood Bark. All body-refining materials.
This garden alone is worth more than most treasure vaults.
Rue's eyes sparkled. "Kael, these herbs—"
FWOOOM!
A blast of force screamed toward them from the left.
Kael sensed it instantly—his soul perception tracking the attack before it fully materialized. He began to move.
Rue was faster.
FWOOOSH!
