Divine Continent, Anlan Prefecture, Chanfeng Spirit Medicine Garden.
The autumn wind rustled, carrying the scent of medicine throughout the garden. Large swathes of seven-colored brocade orchids swayed with the breeze, like brilliant rainbows reflecting on the spirit peak, creating a breathtaking scene.
As evening approached, one by one, medicine farmers descended from Chanfeng Mountain, carrying medicine baskets on their backs. They varied in age, but all showed signs of exhaustion.
Before long, the medicine farmers gathered at the foot of the mountain and gradually formed several small groups.
Lin Daqi leaned against a pine tree by the roadside, looking amused as he spoke to an old man in a reddish-brown robe with white hair standing a few steps away, "Old Liu, you need to turn in ten dou of Dining Mist Orchid Dew this month. You better hurry up. If you can't complete the task again, the manager might kick you off the mountain."
