The next day at the break of dawn, morning dew veiled the entire Spiritual Medicine Garden in a hazy mist.
The fifty or so individuals, who had been sitting in meditation all night, were thoroughly drenched but remained completely unaware. They seemed to be fully immersed in the nurturing embrace of the Spiritual Energy, from which they could hardly extricate themselves.
Seeing this, Qin Fan didn't deliberately wake them. Instead, after opening his eyes, he walked through the Spiritual Medicine Garden and began harvesting some of the not particularly rare Spirit Plants.
Time ticked by.
As the morning light spread and the sun rose high, the clothes of the fifty-plus individuals, damp from the dew, gradually dried. Suddenly, as if their minds were connected, they all opened their eyes in unison.
Feeling an unprecedented comfort coursing through their bodies, they all couldn't help but entertain a single thought.
