506 Golden Thread Cloud Ginseng (1/2)
Mo Wen was like a money grabber. He kept wandering around the treasure trove with sparkling eyes. He opened and looked in almost every wooden crate. He would rather have mistakenly opened them than missed something.
Chen Zikuang followed closely behind Mo Wen. He gazed tensely at him. The spiritual medicine in the treasure trove had been collected by the Intentionless Sect over many years. The spiritual medicines in the treasure trove were of good rank.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
If they exchanged it with Huatian Palace, they would surely receive large amounts of treasure in return. Even if they used it themselves, the spiritual medicines were remedies for many things: panacea for treating illness, curing wounds, nurturing, consolidating and breaking through cultivation. Every day, Chen Zikuang had treated them as his treasures. If it wasn't for Old Grandfather's injuries, he certainly would not have let Mo Wen, this ”evil wolf”, in.
Mo Wen was all smiles; he almost could not close his mouth. The treasure trove was not only full of spiritual medicine, they were all spiritual medicine of good rank. Aside from a few low-grade spiritual medicines with special effects, many were medium-grade spiritual medicines. There were even quite a few top-grade spiritual medicines. Even if the Flame Flower which he treasured was in the treasure trove, it would most likely not be the highest ranking spiritual medicine there.
”Hmm, this isn't bad. It will be useful against Old Grandfather's illness. I'll keep it. Hmm, this is also not bad. Ah, this is really good. For people who have been poisoned, it is practically a wonder medicine!” Mo Wen paced between the wooden racks. Aside from the medicinal herbs that were truly useful for Old Grandfather Chen, he did not let go of any good medicinal herbs, regardless of whether they were useful or not. After all, if he left them in the Intentionless Sect, they would just be foolishly gifted to the Huatian Palace or simply wasted on the people here. It was practically throwing away gifts from heaven.
Chen Zikuang followed behind Mo Wen, feeling as though his heart was constantly dripping blood. He could not wait to give Mo Wen a bite. This fellow was way too beastly. In just a short amount of time, he had actually selected more than a hundred stalks of medicinal herbs.
”Mo Wen, to treat an illness, how many medicinal herbs do you actually need?” Following Mo Wen as he constantly ”selected” medicinal herbs, Chen Zikuang finally could not stand it anymore. If he kept selecting, at least ten percent of the medicinal herbs in the treasure trove would be taken by Mo Wen, all of them rare spiritual medicines.
”Deputy Sect Leader Chen, you are seeing this as a layman. As they say, good steel is used for the edge of the blade. The more medicinal herbs the better. That way, the patient's injuries can recover faster, understand? Just now, you asked me to treat old grandfather within a week. But, if you think about it, is it realistic to treat such severe injuries within a week? For special circumstances, we need to use special methods. We cannot afford to be stingy. At this crucial moment, we should use all of the good stuff. If we don't use it now, we may not have the chance to use it in the future, am I right?” Mo Wen answered without turning his head as he selected more medicinal herbs.
Upon hearing this, at first, Chen Zikuang felt that what Mo Wen said was reasonable. Treating old grandfather's illness in one week was indeed not quite possible. Also, if they were reluctant to use medicines now then they would indeed not have the opportunity in the future. Once the Sacred Flame Sect managed to take down the Intentionless Sect, all the resources of the sect would most probably belong to the Sacred Flame Sect.
However, once he thought about it in detail, something felt off. How was using more medicine better when it came to treating illnesses? He had never heard of an incident where using more medicinal herbs was better and could have a positive effect on treating illnesses.
”You shouldn't feel that it is such a pity or be distressed. All of this is so that Old Grandfather can recover sooner, am I right?” Saying this, Mo Wen placed another box of medicinal herbs in Chen Zikuang's hands. In a short amount of time, Chen Zikuang's hands were full of boxes of medicinal herbs. After he truly could not carry any more, he could only call his disciples, asking them to carry it.
In a short amount of time, the number of Intentionless Sect disciples standing behind Chen Zikuang holding large amounts of medicinal herb boxes was more than ten. They were like a long dragon, and their numbers were still constantly growing.
”Huh?” When Mo Wen opened yet another wooden box, his figure suddenly froze. His eyes were full of astonishment. The medicinal herb in this wooden box was not a complete stalk, only a half. However, that half of a medicinal herb had completely caught Mo Wen's eye. He stared closely at the stalk of medicinal herb, not recovering his senses for a while.
”What is it?” Chen Zikuang also felt that something was off. Before this, Mo Wen had just been glancing at the medicinal herbs. After that, he committed one of two actions. The first was to put the medicinal herbs back, and the other was to throw the box of medicinal herbs at Chen Zikuang. Every time the second action happened, his heart would be aching in pain.
Mo Wen did not respond to Chen Zikuang. Instead, he looked intently at the medicinal herb in the wooden box. It seemed as though he had not heard Chen Zikuang speak.
When Chen Zikuang saw this, he remained silent, just looking curiously at Mo Wen.
Mo Wen extended a hand and picked up the half of the medicinal herb. He examined it closely before his eyes for a while. It was half of a ginseng-like medicinal herb. Only the top half was left. The roots at the bottom were all gone. It looked like a small section of radish.
On the surface of the medicinal herb, there were markings like floating clouds. On the surface of its cylindrical shape were golden colored thread circles. It was as though golden threads had been mosaiced onto the surface. It was very dazzling.
Mo Wen placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it. A majestic and pure spiritual energy came forth, nearly causing Mo Wen to choke.
”As expected, it's a Golden Thread Cloud Ginseng.” Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a look of astonishment. It was actually half of the legendary Golden Thread Cloud Ginseng. This was a documented profound level in spiritual medicine. It was the first time even Mo Wen had come across one.
Before this, the highest rank of spiritual medicine that he had seen was the stalk of spiritual level superb grade Du Ling Flower. And that was a spiritual level superb grade spiritual medicine that he had the good fortune of seeing when he was an assistant watching an alchemist concocting a precious pill.