"What's that noise? Who's talking?" The white-robed elder jumped slightly, staring at Fang Lin.
Fang Lin coughed lightly, and took out Corpse Ginseng from the Nine Palace Bag.
The moment Corpse Ginseng appeared, it had an ecstatic expression as it violently absorbed the medicinal scent in the air.
"Wow! So many medicinal ingredients, I'm going to be rich! I'm going to strike it rich!" The Corpse Ginseng's eyes shone when it saw the herbs sealed within the jade stones, and it started to shriek with joy.
Fang Lin rolled his eyes, What does this medicinal ingredient has to do with you? If anyone's going to get rich, it should be me, right?
"A Corpse Ginseng! It's actually a Corpse Ginseng!" The white-robed elder looked at the Corpse Ginseng for a while before finally recognizing it, exclaiming in surprise.
The Corpse Ginseng abruptly turned its head, looking at the white-robed elder with a strange look: "Hey old man, who are you? You look like a ghost."
