For a normal cultivator, it was more like a purgatory.
But for Lin Ji'an, it was a Michelin-star grocery store with an attached pharmacy!
"Oh, look at this! Blue, don't step on that!"
Ji'an practically threw herself into a patch of dense, thorny underbrush, completely ignoring the fact that she was wearing expensive yet durable, gray traveling robes.
She dropped to her knees in the mud, her silver-flecked eyes shining with the manic, terrifying glee of a mad scientist.
Standing a few paces back on the relatively solid root of a giant Mangrove tree, the red-haired rogue cultivator known as 'Blue' paused.
He looked down at the patch of vibrant, sickly-purple foliage Ji'an was currently hovering over.
"Is it a valuable spiritual herb, Brother Ji'an?" Blue asked, his low, smooth voice cutting through the ambient hum of the swamp insects.
