Ethan walked silently out of his mansion after the brief conversation with Elena.
A plan for the mass production of spiritual herbs.
That was what occupied his mind now.
Honestly, the dozens of liters of blood extracted from the giant wolf would, on their own, be enough for another five hundred bottles of wine, if none of it went to waste.
Since mana beast blood didn't spoil easily, it could be stored for years without losing its properties.
The real problem was the Lunar Spirit Green Grass.
He had fifty kilograms of its seeds, but the herb itself was already depleted. Outside the vicinity of Goldenveil, finding it was nearly impossible.
It was considered a common spiritual grass, though only "common" when compared to other spiritual grasses.
It grew quickly, but like any spiritual herb, it needed very specific conditions to thrive, with accumulations of mana and aura enriching the soil.
The problem was… how to achieve those conditions?
