"Hahaha… So many!"
Elder Huang Xiong couldn't help but laugh heartily, his face full of undisguised joy, as he watched Fang Hong take out the spirit medicines one by one.
The ground was covered with colorful spirit medicines. A rough count showed there were a total of nine hundred and twelve plants, with one hundred and fifty-six of them being thousand-year spirit medicines, far exceeding the collection quantity of any other disciple.
The other disciples were all dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.
They looked at Fang Hong as if he were a Prodigy, and for a time, discussions rose and fell.
"That's too exaggerated… How did he do it?"
"Could it be that he robbed the spirit medicines from other disciples?"
…
"Excellent! Fang Hong, you truly are something, to be able to harvest so many spirit medicines!" Elder Huang Xiong couldn't help but give a thumbs up, praising him.
