"Ah, I just remembered something," Ji Changsheng muttered to himself, "Our Holy Sect has done a lot of preparation in advance for developing Empress Nuwa's Tears, including cultivation of medicinal herbs. These herbs have already matured and should be harvested."
"Huh?"
Yu Qingqing didn't understand.
"You're seriously developing Empress Nuwa's Tears?"
"Of course, when have I ever lied?" Ji Changsheng said solemnly, "Come, Sister Qingqing, let me show you our Holy Sect's medicinal research lab."
It was located in the Guanyin Hall.
To be precise, it was in the Holy Sect's Branch.
Yu Qingqing waved her hand dismissively, "Forget it, I don't understand medicine. Just handle it as you see fit. I'll go check on Sheng Jiayan."
"What are you going to do at Sheng Jiayan's place?"
