Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

Chapter 89 Teacher Primula's Treasure Trove

Mi Ye continued walking deeper into the forest.

After sending out the Empty Lice, she felt much more relaxed. She no longer had to worry about whether to beat or tie up other examinees she encountered, since these little creatures would take care of it for her.

They're much gentler than I am; they apply the numbing agent, shake me, inhale, and send me out of the exam room—a one-stop service.

She can now focus on doing what she truly wants to do.

The moss underfoot grew thicker and thicker, feeling like walking on a water-soaked sponge.

The ancient trees around them grew even thicker, their trunks covered with glowing vines, and a faint sweet fragrance filled the air.

Miya sniffed and followed the scent.

After passing a withered tree strangled by vines and then through a patch of aerial roots hanging like a curtain, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before me.

There is a cliff, not high, about three or four meters high.

The cliff face was covered with dark green moss.

A narrow crevice opened up among the moss, just wide enough for one person to pass sideways. If it weren't for the sweet fragrance wafting out from the crevice, Miya would probably have simply ignored it.

She squeezed into the gap, her backpack got stuck, so she took it off and held it to her chest, slowly moving in.

Deep within the crevice, no sunlight shines directly; the walls are damp and cold, and the sporangia of moss emit a faint, pale blue glow in the darkness.

The further you go in, the stronger the sweet aroma becomes.

After walking for dozens of steps, he suddenly became enlightened.

A beam of light shone obliquely down from above, landing precisely on a small open space.

In the center of the open space grew a plant that Mi Ye had never seen before.

The slender stems are translucent dark red, like congealed blood vessels.

Three small flowers bloom at the top, their petals a pale silvery-white with blood-red halos around the edges, shimmering faintly in the dim crevices like three breathing stars.

The leaves are opposite, and each leaf has a deep red main vein that is slowly pulsating, like a heart.

Miya held her breath, recalling a picture she had seen on Mikufans before.

The plant in the picture is exactly the same as the one in front of her.

The stem is translucent dark red, the petals are silvery white with a blood-red halo, and the veins of the leaves are pulsating deep red.

Crimson Tears.

Legendary.

It grows naturally only in a pristine magical environment completely undisturbed by human civilization.

The sap contained in the main vein of the leaf is the only known ingredient for making the "Crimson Tears" potion.

After consumption, you will permanently gain the life steal effect, which means that every time you deal damage to an enemy, a certain percentage of the damage will be converted into your own life.

Miya tried her best to replicate the image in her mind, and it was exactly the same, even the gradient arc of the blood-red halo around the edge of the petals was exactly the same.

She squatted down, rested her hands on her knees, stared at the Crimson Tears plant for a long time, and couldn't help but laugh.

Anyone who has played games knows that all characters are composed of stats and mechanics, and among the stats, the most overpowered attribute is undoubtedly life steal.

Its incredible feature is that it balances offense and defense simultaneously; the harder you attack, the more you recover, and when combined with finishing moves, it can become stronger the longer the battle goes on.

Her Contempt and Devour combo is essentially a kill chain, and with Life Steal, each Devour kill restores an extra health.

She took out a sealed bag and a small bamboo skewer and began to dig carefully.

The barrage of comments exploded like fireworks the moment she squatted down to dig her first shovelful of dirt.

[Holy crap, isn't this Crimson Tears? A legendary herb, with no more than three known to exist in the entire Bellavita!]

[I know, I know! One of these plants sold for enough at an international auction last time to buy an apartment in the city center!]

[Found it, the lowest price is 500,000 Loren, and there's no market for it.]

Sitting on the treetop table, Hiesta laughed so hard she almost rolled off the tree.

She clutched her stomach with one hand and pointed at the screen with the other, tears welling up in her eyes, and several wet marks were left on her sleeve from biting them.

"Primula, you have quite a lot of good things at home."

Primula did not answer.

She was staring intently at the screen, her blue hair in a side ponytail slipping down her shoulder, and the teacup in her hand hovering in mid-air.

"She's digging."

Violet said calmly.

"I know she's digging; I can see it."

Primula's voice was squeezed out from between her teeth.

Hiesta wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and leaned closer to look at Primula's screen.

"You planted this grass, didn't you? I remember you bragged to me last time that you found the most hidden spot in the Mirror Realm, saying it was the boundary of some world, the most unstable place in space, a place that ordinary examinees could never find."

"They said this plant is almost three hundred years old, and it can be harvested in another fifty years. Then they'll make a pot of Crimson Tears potion and give it to all the teachers in Moon Forest as a Christmas gift. They said it so earnestly and I was so touched. I've been looking forward to it ever since, hahaha!"

Primula's fingers, which were holding the teacup, trembled uncontrollably.

In the scene, Miya had already dug out the Crimson Tear completely, and was carefully removing the soil from the roots with a bamboo skewer, her movements so focused that it was as if she were combing the hair of a sleeping little witch.

She held the Crimson Tear up to her eyes and examined it carefully, nodding in satisfaction. Then she opened the safest compartment of her backpack and gently placed the item inside.

Inside that compartment lay a Moondrop Grass, two legendary plants side by side separated by the plastic film of a sealed bag, one emitting a silver-blue light, the other a blood-red light.

Primula gently placed the teacup on the table, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"I planted those."

she says.

"right."

Violet said.

"It's been planted for almost three hundred years, and I myself can't bear to pick it."

"Another inch."

Hiesta said, suppressing a laugh.

"Hidden at the edge of the world, I spent an entire summer in the Mirror Realm searching for the most suitable spatial fold for the growth of Crimson Tears. When I came out, I had been bitten by more than a hundred mosquitoes."

Primula's voice sounded like she was about to die.

"Hahahaha~!"

Hiesta was laughing so hard she was sprawled on the table, her legs swinging wildly behind her, her sleeves making a series of slapping sounds against Priram's body.

"She even put the Crimson Tears you planted together with the Moondrops you picked before! Like she just casually stuffed them into her backpack like she bought two discounted cakes at the supermarket! Hahahaha!"

Primula didn't look at her, continuing to stare at the petite figure squeezing out from the gap in the screen.

"Invigilators have no right to interfere with the behavior of test takers."

"Yes."

Violet said.

"This is clearly stipulated in the martial arts test rules."

"Yes."

"Who made that rule again?"

"You yourself."

"So I can't go down and take the herbs back."

"That's absolutely right, little Primula."

Hiesta gave her a thumbs up.

Primula took a deep breath and repeated the sentence several times.