The weather was cool and refreshing, and the early autumn breeze uplifted one's mood.
The Third Medicine Valley.
Gu An was picking medicinal herbs, while Lu Lingjun followed closely, holding a bamboo basket to receive the herbs he had bundled.
"I see that you don't usually do anything significant. Why do you need my protection?" Lu Lingjun asked plaintively.
An Inner Sect Elder protecting an Outer Disciple?
If word got out, it would bring shame to the Inner Sect Elders of the Supreme Sect!
"I usually don't trouble you much either. You enjoy the benefits of an Inner Sect Elder and can cultivate under the Mystic Pure Tree. Many elders envy you," Gu An said carelessly, unable to suppress a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Currently, they were harvesting sixth-grade medicinal herbs, each of which could bring sixty to a hundred years of lifespan!
It's indeed satisfying to plant and harvest herbs!
