830 The Road beneath Their Fee (1/2)

Wang Qian's dream was to become a heroine that traveled and stood at the pinnacle of the ancient martial art practitioner world. She wished to travel the world and watch the clouds beneath her feet.

The Martial Arts Circle Convention was a symbol of the pinnacle of the martial art circle.

Although the Martial Arts Circle Convention was held once every five years, she had not seen it with her own eyes before. It was almost impossible for an ancient martial art practitioner like her to have the opportunity to come in contact with such a grand event. Even in the Five Tigers Sect, there were few who were qualified. Only a few members at the very top of the sect were qualified to attend.

In the huge Taihang Mountains, the few larger sects regularly spilled blood to get a spot.

”I also want to go. I wonder what the Martial Arts Circle Convention is like. Legend has it that it is the stage for the ancient martial art practitioners that are at the pinnacle. People from all around gather there, and there are strong practitioners everywhere. The scene must be very grand.” Wan'er supported her chin as she looked at the sky in a trance.

Every person in the martial art circle dreamt of adventure. They diligently practiced ancient martial arts day and night in the hope that one day their training would bear fruit. Then, they could stand at the highest and most dazzling position in the martial art circle. Wan'er also imagined herself one day becoming like the sect leader and being renowned, being able to sit on the throne that symbolized the highest honor.

However, she was looking forward to it, yet she could not imagine what it would be like. She was still a lowly figure. She had barely even seen the Five Tigers Sect sect leader more than a few times. How could she know how they lived? In her world, the sect leader was the most powerful person. But she knew that the actual world was very large, and her world was too small.

”It is the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Of course, the scene is grand! Did you not listen to the description of the storytellers? That scene is majestic,” Wang Qian said somewhat excitedly. The topic was full of appeal for her.

”Those storytellers have not been to Dragon City. How do you know that what they say is true? A person that has never seen the Martial Arts Circle Convention can only imagine what it would be like.”

Wan'er shook her head. She did not like the tales that the storytellers told. They were different from the world that she wanted to know. She did not seek to understand anything that was not real.

”Such a killjoy!. Can't you act bewildered just for once?” Wang Qian rolled her eyes at Wan'er. The number of people in the Five Tigers Sect that could participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention did not exceed five. These five people would certainly be those of the highest status. It was naturally impossible for them to describe the events of the Martial Arts Circle Convention to ordinary disciples.

The ordinary ancient martial art practitioners that were curious about the Martial Arts Circle Convention could only listen to rumors and imagine an unreal scene on their own.

”We had better continue searching for medicinal herbs. We can't always be focused on what is in the distance. It's just an illusion. We should look below our own two feet and advance step by step.”

Wan'er got up. She carried her bamboo basket and held her shovel in her hand. She had rested for long enough and was now prepared to continue on their journey. No matter how much she imagined what things would be like, it could not change the fact that she was a low-level figure. She could not spend too much of her time immersed in her dreams. After all, she had to work hard to survive. Surviving was her main focus in life.

Wang Qian also sighed softly. She carried her bamboo basket and continued the journey. They did not have too much time to fantasize about those illusory things. Too many real things were weighing them down.

Mo Wen had it the easiest. Before this, they had believed that he was injured and was just an ordinary person, so they had not asked him to carry a bamboo basket.

In the afternoon, they found quite a few medicinal herbs. Wan'er and Wang Qian's bamboo baskets were completely filled to the brim. For Wan'er, this was an unprecedented huge harvest. She had never been this happy before.

But Mo Wen was somewhat helpless. He had not found a stalk of spiritual medicine during the entire afternoon. Spiritual medicine was incredibly rare within the Taihang Mountains. However, he realized that it came as no surprise. An environment such as the Taihang Mountains was not suitable for spiritual medicine to grow.

Mo Wen would not let Wan'er hand in so many medicinal herbs in one go. Instead, they kept a large portion at home and handed in only the required amount to complete the task every day. After all, if they handed in too many medicinal herbs at once, it would clearly be unusual and would draw the suspicion of others.

The next day, Mo Wen once again accompanied Wan'er to gather medicinal herbs. His goal was still spiritual medicine. This time, he did not let Wan'er lead the way. Instead, he used his deified soul's sensory ability to head towards a place with dense spiritual energy. Places that were dense in spiritual energy might not necessary have spiritual medicine, but the probability of spiritual medicine growing there was definitely much higher than it was in other ordinary places.

After a morning of searching, Mo Wen finally found a stalk of Yunxi Grass, a low-grade spiritual level spiritual medicine, in a dangerous place. This spiritual medicine only grew under very specific conditions. Even Mo Wen had not expected that he would find a stalk of Yunxi Grass in the Taihang Mountains.

The Yunxi Grass only grew under very specific conditions, but it didn't have many uses. Mo Wen directly passed it to Wan'er for her to hand over to the Five Tigers Sect. Now that she had the Yunxi Grass, Wan'er did not need to gather medicinal herbs every day anymore.

For the next few days, Mo Wen did not leave the house, hiding away and quietly treating his injuries. His medical skills were already extraordinary. The Celestial Scripture: Yin and Yang had a miraculous effect on his body. After the last few days of treatment, Mo Wen's injuries were already much better. The Inner Qi in his body could slowly circulate at last.

However, the lightning power still sealed the meridians in his entire body. If Mo Wen wanted to completely recover his cultivation, he could only do so by slowly wearing away at the lightning power in his body. If he treated himself regularly, he would most likely still need a very long time to recover.

Wan'er still stayed in Wang Qian's house. However, because she had picked a stalk of Yunxi Grass, she did not need to go gather medicinal herbs anymore. She could just sit at home and wait for the sect's reward.