Ointments

"Wow, I made a fortune! Just where did all these crystals and other valuables come from?"

She walked over to take a closer look, and her smile broadened. She flicked her sleeve and put all of the treasures into her space. She searched the interior thoroughly before leaving to ensure that she hadn't missed anything else that could be useful.

As she walked outside and gathered spirit herbs, she couldn't help but hum a cheery tune to herself. She was thinking about bringing some of the herbs back to help heal the disciple's broken arm.

Perhaps because the fifth-rank sacred beast Iron-Skin Red Dragon was no longer alive, some small beasts appeared. She caught two snakes, stuck them to tree branches, and carried them back so she could make snake soup.

Over there, Mu Ling and others were roasting game animals. As the sky darkens and Mu Jiu has not yet returned, Mu Ling started to worry. "Did he go far away? Could he possibly get lost?"