For any Medicine Mountain, a Ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herb is of the utmost importance.
Having newly assumed the position of Mountain Master, Chu Feng dared not let anything happen to that Ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma. Otherwise, his position would become unstable.
It was precisely because Qiu Gong had a grasp on this point that he dared to rely on his abilities, sitting firmly and waiting for Chu Feng to come and ask for his help.
...
Fang Youming had tried several times to invite Qiu Gong without success, and even offered double the usual remuneration, but Qiu Gong still refused to come. Fang Youming realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Qiu Gong was all right a couple of days ago, with his One-star Sword God Cultivation, how could he suddenly fall ill?"
Fang Youming frowned, deeply lost in thought.
"Could it be that he wants to show Mountain Master Chu a thing or two?" Fang Youming, with a clear mind, quickly surmised the crux of the matter.
