Herb X Sparkling Novels & Stories

Frank then said, "If you suspect that we're conspiring with each other, you could ask another specialist. Still, I will make it worth your while—five million for the herb. How about that?" Zangi flinched in surprise and hurried to Frank's side, whispering into his ear, "Sir, you have to think this through. At that grade, that herb isn't even worth two mil!" Frank nodded but said nothing—he was well aware, but the problem here was that the Bright Sky Herb was exceedingly hard to find. Who knew when he would come across another if he missed out on this one? Moreover, retaining the medicinal value was more important to cultivators, but for treating an illness, this was actually enough.

I turn to Skyla and whisper, “I need you to do something for me?” Her lips curve in a small smile as she says, “Anything, you know that.” I motion her to follow me into the walk-in on the top shelf; hidden at the back is a small collection of herbs I asked Sylvia to find for me; I stand on my toes and grab three bottles, one green, one blue, and the other black. I hand Skyla the green bottle and say, “Mix a teaspoon of this with boiling water and drink it.”

Leaning down slightly, he whispered, “The King has said I can’t let you touch alcoholic drinks.” I couldn’t help but giggle, shaking my head at his loyalty to Ace’s orders. “I want lemonade, please,” I said, turning to the bartender with a polite smile. He returned the smile warmly. "Would you like it with still or sparkling water?” “Sparkling water? Like… if I drink it, will my body start to glow or burn?” I asked, genuinely surprised by the term. He chuckled softly, “No, mam. Sparkling water is just regular water, but with bubbles in it. It’s fizzy, like soda, but without the sugar or flavors.”

That was when Chase heard a loud explosion from the front. A huge stone pillar stood tall in the wide valley. There was a spiritual herb at the top of the pillar that was surrounded by flames. It was glowing brilliantly with a light that contained massive waves of spiritual energy. "The Flaming Ganoderma!" Chase's breathing became heavier. This was a grade-five spiritual herb with a value equivalent to a pill. It was not something that could be found easily. Anyone who consumed it would be able to enhance their physique's quality and strengthen their energy and blood.

If she gave him the complete prescription, she might not be able to leave. Mr. Hamlin took the list and skimmed through it. He spotted many rare herbs, some of which he had never even seen before. Seeing an opportunity to learn, he asked, “Miss Green, what’s this herb?” He pointed to an herb on the list while he stroked his beard. While Amy was pondering her prescription, she glanced at it and answered honestly, “That’s Half Snow Lotus. It’s made by soaking a regular Snow Lotus in ginseng water, and then sun-drying it for ten days until it turns yellow.”

“The tears of a white horse that just consummated his love.” That nonsense came out of her mouth so confidently that I almost tripped. What kind of stupid plan was that? You wanted to stop a thousand year old harbinger with that? A horse's tears, not only that. The tears of one that just had sex. Bullshit. Thankfully, even Lana was staring at Jade with a set confused eyes. “Are you serious for real?” “Yes.” Jade nodded. “Feral herb is a herb that has a very explosive nature to ruin the effects, you just need something that can take its effects. Horse's tears can do that.”

“We host a party, a big, lavish one, the whole pack will show up. And the herbs can be mixed into the food, the drinks... everything.” Rena’s eyes lit up immediately. “I knew there was a reason I liked you instantly.” Nicklaus let out a low whistle and chuckled. “Eva… gosh, that's such a brilliant shot." I tried so hard to hide my blush as they showered me with praise. “I just… I don’t know, do you think it makes sense? You know everyone lets their guard down at a party, no one questions what’s in their wine.” “It’s perfect,” Rena said, pushing her plate slightly aside. “We’ll need a few more hours to grind the herbs and bind them into consumable dust, it won’t alter the taste or smell, and

Vigilant. A sommelier approaches. I order a bottle, without consulting the list. I know the vintage, I know its taste, I know it will be perfect. When the wine is served, I raise my glass. The crystal clinks, a pure, cold sound. — What shall we toast to? she murmurs. Her eyes, in the soft light, are a deep, unfathomable green. — To the night, I say.

I should I collect the bloody herds. In the clearing of the forest beyond the lake, Silver inspected a herb. Few herbs lived here. Hmm... It has a single red heart-shaped berry and brownish and hairy steam. It has to be Redheart. No, wait, that’s wrong. The hue was different. The berry wasn't just a shade of red. It looked as if the berry was on fire. It’s Fireheart. Very rare herb indeed. It fused with natural Grace it was very effective for severe burns. Argh! Why do I have to do all the chores? I mean, I’m the prince, ain’t I? I should be living in comfort with few servants at my command.

"The weather has been still and rainy, any smell that is in the air would have been dulled to the point we could not smell it until now" I inhaled deeply, trying to identify the smell. “Reminds me of… that herb we read about in school, the ones to stay away from. The plant’s name is Nightshrub Vale. It’s rare, and deadly when processed into a toxin.” Cedric’s eyes lit up. “Exactly. And the residue here? It’s the chemical compound derived from that plant. Someone used it recently—someone who knew exactly how to get in and out without leaving evidence.” I clenched my fists, frustration bubbling. “I need to know. The scent is faint but persistent. It’s like a breadcrumb trail made of poison, po