This time it was indeed her misjudgment. She had originally thought that path had markings and must have been used by someone before, but she never expected not to encounter a single disciple or harvest any spirit plants. Instead, she ran into quite a few beasts. If the people with her had not possessed decent cultivation levels, they probably wouldn't have made it safely this far.
"I think it's quite safe here. How about we rest for a bit before moving on?" one of the disciples suggested. He was utterly exhausted; although a Spring-Returning Pill could restore his physical strength, why waste one when he could recover simply by meditating and resting for a while?
For an outer disciple like him—who had been in the sect for several years, possessed low cultivation, and had no side occupations—a Spring-Returning Pill was not cheap. It was best saved for a critical moment; otherwise, it would be a waste. Even if he didn't use it, selling it out there could fetch quite a few spirit stones.
Chapter 81