Dawn was breaking.
The morning dew had not yet evaporated, gathering into beads on leaves and stems.
Bai Mo held a ceramic knife, scraping the dewdrops off and collecting them in an alchemy vial.
Some of the Spirit Beasts on Beast Taming Peak only enjoyed eating the fresh morning plants, losing their appetite by noon.
After observing them repeatedly, Bai Mo suspected it was because of the dew on the plants.
The Spiritual Qi within the Xuandao Sect was rich, so perhaps the dew had some unique properties. He could try using it to concoct a Feeding Pill.
In the distance, two figures were talking.
The muffled sound of their whispers reached him, and Bai Mo turned to see Shi Tong leading someone up the mountain.
Early in the morning, a few senior brothers from Broken Blade Peak were already practicing, swinging their weapons with focused intent, sending blasts of energy in all directions.
The two approaching figures were very cautious as they walked past.
