"Sigh … fortunately it's only for three days." Shu Ying said, looking around in slight desperation.
If they hadn't come here to do the manual labor, it could actually turn into a fun vacation. But now thousands of disciples spread out in the vast valley between two mountain ranges only to pick one type of plant. In fact, it was the most common herb in the Scorchveil world – the blazebloom grass.
"I still don't understand why we can't use sickles or scythes." Ling Xiaotao pouted, "I'm not even allowed to use my sword!"
"Senior Sister Hu clearly explained – the roots are more valuable than leaves. So just suck it up and use your hands." Shu Ying said, but her tone was sad and not patronizing, and it seemed that she was saying it more to herself rather than to her young friend.
