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Moreover, at this moment, accompanied by an insightful and charming young man, even though gathering herbs was such a laborious and tedious task, Qin Yaru still felt quite cheerful.
Bai Yunsheng, although usually proud and possessing a sharp tongue that could easily infuriate others, could transform into a graceful and refined young gentleman with interesting conversation when he genuinely wanted to befriend someone.
Clearly, Qin Young Lady was the type of person Bai Yunsheng had noticed and wished to befriend.
As they continued their conversation, listening to Bai Yunsheng recount various amusing anecdotes, Qin Yaru remained observant and attentive, not neglecting her task at hand. Before long, she had gathered a pile of herbs.
While they were talking, Qin Yaru suddenly paused in her steps, slightly tilted her head, and focused her gaze on a steep slope on the mountain wall not far away. After observing for a moment, a strong sense of joy unconsciously appeared in her eyes. She clapped her hands and laughed, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to find this in Wudang Mountain!"
Bai Yunsheng was quite surprised. Following Consort Qin's line of sight, he saw a patch of yellow-green flowers that looked rather plain and did not seem particularly special.
Qin Yaru took a deep breath. In the Twenty-First Century, this plant was cultivated abundantly, but wild specimens were quite rare. Moreover, to find such a large patch was even more unexpected. She couldn't help but smile and said, "This is Three Seven; it's one of the best hemostatic medicines. I used it for Zhan Yu; Three Seven is the main ingredient."
Upon hearing this, even Bai Yunsheng's eyes lit up. He had seen the gold wound medicine that Consort Qin had brought out before; its hemostatic effect was far superior to the expensive gold wound medicine he had sought after. For martial artists like them, who often encountered injuries and bleeding from training or fights, having high-quality gold wound medicine on hand was almost like having an extra life.
"I'll go down and pick some."
Bai Yunsheng lifted his garment and was about to jump down when Qin Yaru caught him by the arm.
Qin Yaru shook her head with an amused expression: "Take a good look; it just rained, and the mountain wall is extremely slippery. The cliff is steep and straight up and down. Even though there are some plants growing there, it's too dangerous for you to go down like that."
Bai Yunsheng raised an eyebrow. He had climbed even more challenging cliffs before but then noticed a monkey unexpectedly appear on the mountain wall. In an instant of distraction, it slipped and fell from the cliff with a screeching sound, disappearing into the mist below.
"Cough cough." Bai Yunsheng blinked. "It seems there is indeed some danger."
No matter how good his lightness skill was, it couldn't compare to the wild monkeys that roamed the mountains for years. Just a moment ago, he was filled with bravado, but now he watched as that poor monkey fell off the cliff, likely to be lost without a trace. Bai Yunsheng pretended to wipe his forehead and smiled, "How about we wait until the mood is better..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Yaru pull out a long, thin rope from her waist. She bent down and tied one end around a large tree that required both arms to embrace, while the other end was secured around her slender waist with a special and sturdy knot.
Bai Yunsheng was taken aback as he watched Qin Yaru pull out a backpack from her Medicine Basket and strap it onto her back before descending the cliff using the rope.
He was startled and quickly took a couple of steps to the edge of the cliff, his heart racing as he closely followed Qin Yaru's figure, as if ready to leap down to save her at any moment. A cold sweat broke out on his back—was she really going to risk her life to repay a favor?
However, that delicate Consort Qin showed no signs of needing help. Her movements were incredibly agile; she seemed to have something on her hands that allowed her to grip the cliffside firmly. With each step, she landed precisely in the right spots, effortlessly making her way down to where the Three Seven plants were located.
Bai Yunsheng watched as she pulled out a strange long object from her backpack and began tapping it against the cliff wall. Before long, those long pieces formed an irregular zigzag shape, perfectly suited for Qin Yaru to step on. She then hung the rope above her head, freeing her hands.
The wind in the mountains made those long pieces look quite unreliable, and Bai Yunsheng felt anxious, fearing that if he wasn't careful, the beauty would meet an untimely end.
But Qin Yaru seemed to have some method that kept her body steady; she moved along the cliff wall with ease, almost as if walking on flat ground.
Qin Yaru had no time to indulge Bai Yunsheng's curiosity. She took out a wooden-handled shovel from her backpack and carefully dug up all the Three Seven plants, roots and soil included.
The only thing Bai Yunsheng did was throw down the large Medicine Basket for her.
About half an hour later, Qin Yaru clung to the cliff wall and, without needing Bai Yunsheng's assistance, exerted herself and leaped up effortlessly.
She dusted off her hands after reaching the top of the mountain again, collected the fragrant herbs with soil still clinging to them, and stretched lazily. "Next, let's find a gentle slope near home to replant these so nothing goes to waste."
If it weren't for the poor condition of the roads in this place, she wouldn't want to gather those underdeveloped herbs. Although it hasn't reached the point in the Twenty-First Century where all wild medicinal materials are rare and scarce, overexploitation is never a good thing, regardless of the era.
"Let's go, let's take a look around before we head down the mountain." Qin Yaru took several deep breaths, as if expelling all the pent-up frustration and gloom from her stomach, feeling revitalized.
Bai Yunsheng was taken aback, looking at Qin Yaru with a strange expression—he had thought she was just a delicate beauty, but unexpectedly, she possessed remarkable skills to traverse mountains and valleys!
He stared blankly for a moment, gritted his teeth, reached out to grab Qin Yaru's sleeve, and lifted her hand to his eyes for a closer look. Her ten slender fingers had a rosy hue, and the calluses from previous labor had seemingly vanished; her skin was so delicate that it seemed one could squeeze water from it.
Unable to resist, Bai Yunsheng reached out like a lecherous man, wanting to test whether this smooth skin was real.
Seeing the way he looked at her as if she were a monster, Qin Yaru felt a headache coming on. Just as she was about to pull her hand back, she heard a voice not far away: "Where did this little bird come from, chirping away? How dare it touch something belonging to this Marquis? It deserves to die!"
Before the words had faded, a whistling sound cut through the air. Bai Yunsheng's expression changed dramatically as he suddenly turned his head just in time to see an arrow fly past his forehead and embed itself into a nearby tree trunk.
Qin Yaru followed the sound and saw only the lush green forest, branches swaying, with faint footsteps approaching. Soon after, a group of people emerged from the woods.
Leading them was Pang Yuanying, Lord Pang. His gaze was fixed on Qin Yaru's face; he stood tall in armor with a bow and arrows slung over his shoulder, his expression stern and somewhat different from his previous debauched demeanor.
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