Amidst the confines of the sealed spacecraft, an evocative fragrance permeated, bypassing the physical barriers to resonate directly with one's spirit. It felt as if they were immersed in a tranquil forest, bathed in the freshness of nature. This experience was extraordinary, especially given they were surrounded by thick clouds occasionally streaked with bolts of lightning. Yet, the invigorating aroma persisted.0

"Old Chen," Wang Xuan inquired with a hint of surprise, "are there more records about this Heavenly Herb? How can a plant thrive amidst these storm clouds and frequent lightning?"0

Old Chen shook his head gravely. "No more than what we know. I surmise even the Taoist ancestral records lacked detailed information. Such a herb is truly enigmatic. If it were easily deciphered, this secret pathway wouldn't have remained obscured for so long."0

As they conversed, Qing Mu piloted the spacecraft, cautiously approaching the hazy glow within the clouds. A sudden thud caused a minor tremor, prompting both Wang Xuan and Old Chen to exchange concerned glances.0

"It's nothing to worry about," Qing Mu assured. "We didn't get struck by lightning. It's just some turbulent air currents. This ship is designed to withstand even the fiercest of thunderstorms."0

True to his words, the ship regained its stability, continuing its ascent....0