Elder Jianyu chuckles, his voice carrying through the group as they continue their exploration. "Sect Master, this island is rich with resources," he exclaims with a hearty laugh. "It must be a gift from heaven, especially considering the southern region has been bullied by other regions."
Another elder, Elder Mingzhe, joins in with laughter. "This is good, very good. We should monopolize this tower and ensure that no outside forces catch even a whisper of its existence." His eyes shine with ambition and excitement at the prospect of their sect gaining exclusive access to such wealth.
As they delve deeper into the heart of the island, the atmosphere becomes denser with the fragrant scents of myriad herbs and plants, each more exotic and valuable than the last. Their collection of rare herbs grows, with each new discovery adding to their excitement and the promise of their sect's burgeoning power.
