After glancing at the now tattered Red Blood Grass in his hand, Song Jian threw it away casually.
Broken herbs had no value, they couldn't be used for alchemy or sold. However, gathering just one allowed Song Jian to comprehend the "Medicine Gathering Skill", which was a nice little surprise.
Song Jian began to wander around the edge of the woods. This place must have existed for a long time, with plenty of herbs in the forest. He would find one every few steps.
Canaan stood by the window of the bamboo house, watching Song Jian digging in the soil under the trees. He couldn't help but curl his lips and yawn, before turning and lying down on the cleaned bamboo bed.
Song Jian was a novice herb gatherer and didn't have a suitable tool for gathering herbs. After gathering more than ten plants, he ended up with nothing but "broken herbs", which made him feel a little impatient.
