Jiang Ming smiled. The people from the Pillfire Hall had invited him to be a part of their team. However, he rejected them. What a joke! He was practically a celebrity in the Plant Hall! Why would he leave them?
Jiang Ming walked into the courtyard. The smell of medicine suddenly filled the air.
In a corner of the courtyard was a small patch of spirit herbs. It looked lush and healthy.
Earlier, the spirit energy in the cave abode was thin, and Jiang Ming was reluctant to use his spirit energy to supplement any spirit herbs he planted. Now that the spiritual energy was dense and he had mastered the Misty Rain Technique, planting spirit herbs was a wonderful investment. Moreover, he could sell the herbs themselves if needed.
Jiang Ming waved his hand, and misty rain fell over the little field.
Jiang Ming looked at the dense rain and realized that he had fully mastered the Misty Rain Technique.