Qi Sheng and Ying Huo

The male gold-armored imperial guard looked rugged. He appeared calm and was not argumentative as he cupped his hands. "It was us who shattered the spiritual power-clone of yours, sir. We are willing to pay you 20 sacred herbs as compensation and hope you, sir, will let us go for the sake of the prince of Dizu."

Zhang Ruochen walked up to him, his eyes looking past them at the cliff behind them. "Twenty sacred herbs? You must be kidding me! There are over twenty of them just on the cliff in front of me."

"You must not have known, Sir. The sacred herbs are widely scattered throughout this planet. The cliff you see here is a rare land of treasure. Collecting twenty sacred herbs in one place isn't something easy," replied the male imperial guard unhurriedly.

While speaking, he took out a wooden box and handed it in front of Zhang Ruochen.

A sacred glow accompanied by a strong herbal aroma hit him as soon as the wooden box was opened.