Ten days later. 0

Lin Xun stood in front of the stone hut, staring at the only bud hanging on the branch of the Star Catcher Tree. 1

It was halfway through the blooming phase and emitted majestic light like a river of stars. A refreshing and pleasant scent filled the air.0

Lin Xun noted the several distinctly visible dao runes on the petals and, peering through the light that surrounded the stamens, he vaguely made out a small figure sitting cross-legged as if meditating and the faint hum of chanting lingered in the air. 0

This was the first time that Lin Xun saw a divine herb ever since he started cultivating but he already knew it was extraordinary. It possessed divinity like it was able to communicate with the spirit.  1

Lin Xun couldn’t help but chuckle when the clanging from the mine in the distance interrupted the peaceful atmosphere. 0

Since Wen Aohai’s death, it was obvious that Meng Yinghua and the others had completely admitted their defeat and intended to submit to him so they worked extra hard in the mines.0

So far, they had gathered nearly twenty kilograms of Ruyi Divine Gold for Lin Xun. 0

The amount...0