At that moment, Yunxiao was in a Sunny Valley, with hundreds of flowers in full bloom and spirit energy overflowing. It was an indescribably comfortable place.
A few lines of words were carved on the cliff of the valley: One only needed to pluck ten Level 2 spiritual herbs to enter the lower level. One wrong move and one would be teleported out.
Yunxiao could not help but laugh. This was a test of the most basic identification ability, which was a necessary skill for a mature first-tier Alchemist to accurately identify second-tier spirit herbs. It seemed that cui Bo's words that each level represented a level of alchemy made a lot of sense.
He casually plucked ten Level 1 spiritual herbs. The sky changed instantly, and all the flowers disappeared. He had returned to the art Tower. A faint light appeared on his body and rose slowly, directly raising his level by one.
