"Elder, that's a Emerald Dragon Root. That's a Life Reminiscence Flower and a Nether Purple Radish! They are all priceless treasured herbs. We have so many people. We should rush into the herbal garden and kill Yi Yun and snatch away all his herbs."
A young Soul disciple looked on with covetous eyes. According to their rules, they were to get a share of the resources gained in the Xuanyuan Dune. Just getting even a few strands of the herbs available would improve their cultivation levels further.
Upon seeing Yi Yun leisurely plucking the herbs in what seemed like a paradise while they suffered the assaults of the storm's black rain, the disciples turned anxious.
"Elder, why are you still hesitating? Why don't we be the vanguard?" a few disciples suggested.
