Feeling the spiritual energy in the storage room, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a little enticed.
There were several hundred-year-old herbs growing in the storage room.
Qin Yu swallowed hard and even had the thought of taking them all away.
Of course, Qin Yu was only thinking about it.
Plundering like this wasn't in line with Qin Yu's morals.
He took out a hundred herbs that had been around for decades, then turned around and walked out of the storage room.
"You guys, count them. There are a total of a hundred herbs." Qin Yu placed the herbs in front of the two of them.
The two pharmacists hurriedly nodded and said, "Mr. Qin, you'd better register them."
"Okay." Qin Yu nodded and agreed.
He wrote down his name and the number of herbs on the paper, then put all these herbs into the Spatial Magic Artifact.
After returning to his residence, Qin Yu couldn't wait to take out these herbs.