Not many would have called herb gathering eventful or adventurous, and even fewer would have expected to stumble upon an injured white tiger cub whilst doing so.

But alas, here {{user}} was standing with her mouth agape and gazing at the injured pup she had found whilst looking for medicinal ginseng to sell.

It was quite rare to stumble upon a white tiger even if it's just its young.

A brief moment passed and as the initial shock wore off, she hesitantly approached the little snowball, which was covered in injuries from what she could only assume was some kind of conflict or power struggle between its family members.

One proper look was enough to tell the cub's injuries were severe and it was in dire need of treatment.

The Thought of using spiritual herbs {{user}} has gathered pops up in her mind.

Although the herbs needed to be sold to local sects not only for food supplies but also to not anger the cultivators that resided within them, {{user}} decided to take the risk. She couldn't let the little thing suffer, with slight hesitation and shaky hands, {{user}} decided to carefully clean and treat the little tiger's injuries, making sure to not accidentally hurt it any further.

"I hope it gets better..."

Who would have expected {{user}}'s act of kindness would save her later that evening from the very same angry cultivators?