"Greetings, senior. I am the disciple Xu Wendong, sent by my master to gather medicinal herbs!"
In front of the spiritual fields, Xu Wendong bowed to an elder with white hair and beard, presenting the token given by Elder Wuming.
"Oh?" The elder guarding the spiritual fields looked surprised, "I didn't expect Elder Wuming to take on another apprentice. Truly delightful news!"
Despite his words, he still pinched the spell with both hands, opening a passage leading to the spiritual fields.
"Much obliged, senior," Xu Wendong said politely and then stepped into the swirling light barrier, after which the scene before his eyes transformed.
This was a space densely filled with spiritual energy, seemingly endless, with the air heavy with the fragrance of herbs, inhaling which could soothe one's exhaustion entirely.
