'What's wrong with this little junior brother? That Spirit Medicine looks perfectly good, so why isn't he taking it?'
Although Yang Ziling had her eyes closed to cultivate, with her level of power, her awareness of her surroundings was naturally quite strong.
The moment Yang Xiao moved, she was alerted.
However, with her level of knowledge, she had no idea what that small, purple blade of grass was.
In fact, even if someone told her it was Divine Communication Grass, she probably still wouldn't know what that was.
After all, this kind of thing was quite rare even back in the Ancient Era.
It could be considered a type of rare Divine Medicine.
Never mind that Yang Ziling didn't recognize it; even the most knowledgeable people from the Pure Yang Sword Sect or even Medicine King Valley might not have known what it was.
But in the next moment, her jaw dropped in astonishment.
"It's gone!"
'What's going on?'
Yang Ziling rubbed her eyes.
She looked again, carefully.
