The Stone Beast led Wei Jing to the foot of the mountain and extended its paw as a gesture.
"Doctor Wei, feel free to go on your own; I won't be going up."
"Thank you." Wei Jing didn't insist, understanding that having the Stone Beast stand on his boss's grave was indeed somewhat pushy.
Wei Jing ascended the barren and eerie mountain, where he saw dark green, grass-like plants growing on the summit.
Wei Jing took out his tools and carefully harvested, only taking the parts above the roots, without the roots, so that they could grow again in the future.
But it couldn't be harvested too little, or the medicinal properties would change.
Some herbs seem to be cultivatable artificially, but those artificially cultivated indeed have much weaker medicinal properties.
