Finally, after much effort and perseverance, Ye Ying successfully picked the purple flower she had always dreamed of.

She moved gently and carefully, as if she were holding not a flower, but a rare treasure, afraid that she might damage it with the slightest carelessness.

Then, she gently placed the purple flower into the prepared jade box and carefully closed the lid.

After completing these tasks, she raised her head and looked at the old herbalist standing to the side.

At that moment, the old man was looking at her with approving and appreciative eyes, a satisfied expression on his face.

"You did an excellent job, Ye Ying."

The old man praised you with a smile, his voice gentle and kind, "You have truly understood and mastered the secret of how to live in harmony and interdependence with herbs. Please remember that no matter what kind of herbs we encounter, we should treat them with reverence and cherish their tenacious vitality."

Ye Ying nodded humbly upon hearing the old man's praise, indicating that she understood the reasoning behind it.

At the same time, she also deeply engraved the old man's teachings in her heart, regarding them as a valuable asset of experience.

Gradually, Ye Ying began to realize that the mysteries of the herbal world far exceeded what people usually knew.

For a skilled herb gatherer, simply understanding the medicinal properties and effects of various herbs is far from sufficient.

More importantly, it is essential to accurately grasp the optimal harvesting time for each herb—only in this way can their medicinal properties and value be preserved to the greatest extent.

One day, when Ye Ying embarked on another solo herb-gathering journey, she unexpectedly discovered a strange herb she had never seen before.

This herb emits a fresh and delicate fragrance that is refreshing and invigorating; its leaves are adorably heart-shaped, while its flowers, which droop like tiny umbrellas, are exceptionally beautiful and endearing.

Such a unique and captivating appearance left Ye Ying completely mesmerized, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly...

She brought the herb back to the old man for identification, and the old man excitedly told her that it was a rare herb called "Dream Fairy Grass," which has the effects of calming the mind, relieving fatigue, and soothing the nerves.

Ye Ying took the Dream Fairy Grass home as if it were a priceless treasure, and began to take good care of it.

Every morning, she personally waters and fertilizes the plant, observing its growth; in the evening, she gently strokes the leaves, feeling its vibrant vitality.

After a period of careful nurturing, the Dream Fairy Grass finally bloomed with beautiful flowers, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Ye Ying happily picked the Dream Fairy Grass, carefully washed it, and then made it into medicinal tea according to traditional methods.

Then, she brought this precious gift to the old herbalist and shared her joy with him.

The herbalist took the teacup, gently inhaled the aroma, and slowly savored a sip.

Immediately, a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "This medicinal tea is truly exquisite! Drinking it makes one feel refreshed and relaxed, as if all the fatigue in one's body has been dispelled."

And what about Tianyao, the little white fox?

When it tasted the herbal tea, it also showed unusual fondness for it.

The normally lively and active animal now quietly curled up to the side, enjoying the tranquility and comfort brought by the herbal tea.

Little White licked the lingering taste from the corner of its mouth, its eyes sparkling with pleasure, as if telling Ye Ying that it had a very high opinion of this medicinal tea.