Chapter Forty Four A Tragedy Caused By One Piece of Jingshi (1/2)
Chapter Forty Four A Tragedy Caused By One Piece of Jingshi
Zuo Mo named this lingdan “Great Strength Pill”. It sounded extremely crass but he didn’t care.
He had planned on making a few more to give to Yan Le Shishu to sell for jingshi but very quickly, he could only put this matter to the side. In the ling fields, a batch of ling grasses and herbs were ready for harvest. He had farmed attentively each day. Like [Little Art of Cloud and Rain], [Art of Earth Energy] and [Art of Crimson Flame], he would cast it multiple times each day. And [Art of Flora] and [Art of Aged Gold] would be used once every couple of days.
Zuo Mo had never farmed like this in the past. Due to his diligent care, the growth of the plants in West Wind Valley was extremely outstanding. Some of the ling plants with short growth periods were ready for harvest.
For Zuo Mo whose purse was rusted, this was really a perfectly timed rainstorm. Due to its importance, he even asked for a break from Master.
Inside West Wind Valley, a skeleton bent over the ling fields and sweated.
“Finally all done.” Zuo Mo sat on the ground as he panted. Looking at the small pile of ling plants in front of him, he was filled with satisfaction. Then he turned to look in the corner. The third grade fire dragon grass was almost full grown. A bright fiery red, very beautiful.
He sorted out the ling grasses and herbs by type and then by grade. Then he carefully wrapped them. After all that, Zuo Mo rode the grey beaked goose towards Yan Le Shishu’s residence.
When Yan Le saw Zuo Mo, especially the big bag on Zuo Mo’s back, his eyes instantly lit up: “Did Shizhi grow something good?”
Putting down the large bag, Zuo Mo wiped the sweat on his forehead: “This is a bunch of ling herbs that were just grown. Shibo, please help me sell them.” Letting someone else sell them required given two-tenths to the sect but Zuo Mo still decided to let the sect sell them. Other than the fact that Yan Le Shibo knew more about the market than he did, the sect’s contribution points were very useful. And the more one contributed to the sect , their status within the sect would naturally become higher.
Even though Pu Yao was in his sea of consciousness, but this fickle and perverse renyao could not be relied on. Pu Yao was a completely dangerous factor. If he didn’t have to touch him, it was best not to.
In comparison, Zuo Mo was much more willing to take advantage of the sect’s power. At the very least, the elders of the sect appeared to be normal people. But this way, raising his own status in the sect had become very important.
Cultivation, the higher it went, the more resources it needed. Trying to rely on an individual’s power, it was far less realistic than using the power of the sect. Even roaming cultivators had their own little circles. Cultivators who truly secluded themselves were the rarest of the rare.
Yan Le crouched down and flipped through the ling grasses Zuo Mo had brought, the joy on his face becoming heavier.
“Lots of good stuff! En, en, third grade south wolfberry, third grade seven leaf chrysanthemum, woah, and there’s also daystar grass, also third grade! This can be sold for a pretty good price… …” Yan Le seemed to be very familiar and recognized all of the ling grasses and grains.
Zuo Mo was in awe and hurriedly flattered: “Shibo is really great, you recognize all of these.” Shi Feng Rong was the smallest of the four so Zuo Mo’s address of Yan Le turned from shishu to shibo.
“Haha, in business, you have to recognize those.” Yan Le felt very good about Zuo Mo’s flattery. His originally small eyes became a line and he said amiably: “As expected of a ling plant farmer! To grow something, not just faster than others, but better than others. Shizhi has put thought in. All you planted are things easy to sell and at a good price.”
He didn’t know if it was that he felt guilt,y but Zuo Mo felt that Yan Le’s gaze seemed full of meaning. Did Shibo also know about Elder Wei Nan?
He forced himself to remain calm: “Shibo should also know just how poor this disciple is. If I don’t plant something to sell, I won’t even have the jingshi for learning about dan-making.”
He was very grateful for his zombie face. It really was the best disguise.
Yan Le nodded: “Haha. Without jingshi, you can’t learn anything. You are a ling plant farmer now, don’t worry about jingshi. As long as you keep farming, us elders wouldn’t treat you unfairly.”
“Of course, of course.” Zuo Mo smiled in agreement but his expressionless face truly gave others a strange feeling.
Yan Le randomly picked two plants out: “South wolfberry, and this gold-grain red tulip, don’t sell it, you keep it. In the future, you’ll use it in dan-making. I remember your master had especially asked me to help gather it for her. These two are easily sold but it’s hard to buy.”
Zuo Mo hurriedly put away those two ling herbs.
“Everything else I’ll go help you sell. What the sect needs, I will give to you according to the market price.” Finishing, he took out a piece of jingshi to hand to Zuo Mo: “This is a piece of third grade jingshi. It’s a down payment. Take it. I’ll get your Li Ying Feng Shijie to send over the remainder in a few days.”
Zuo Mo stared dazedly at the third grade jingshi on Yan Le’s hand.
Third grade jingshi! This was the first piece of third grade jingshi that he had ever seen!
Seeing Zuo Mo’s dumb gaze, Yan Le couldn’t help but start to laugh. He threw the jingshi at Zuo Mo: “Arlight, outside, don’t embarrass me like this.”
Zuo Mo’s brain still hadn’t managed to fully recover. Previously, he had thought that this harvest would be of some value but he had never thought that just the down payment was a piece of third grade jingshi! The wealth that dropped down from the sky pounded Zuo Mo into dizziness. He felt that his entire body was floating.
He suddenly remembered another matter. Zuo Mo, who had been walking away, turned back and took out “Great Strength Pill”: “Shibo, can you see how much this lingdan is worth?”
Yan Le took the lingdan and narrowed his eyes for an examination: “You made it? What’s its use?”
Zuo Mo narrated what Master had said.
“Then I’ll try to help you sell it. Everyone takes some time to accept new lingdan, I cannot guarantee how much I can sell this for.” Yan Le said after thinking.
Zuo Mo naturally was very grateful. His purse being the fullest it had ever been, he completely forgot that he had thought of using great strength pill to earn jingshi. Even as he returned to the Little West Wind Yard, he was still muddle headed.
Like a miser, he looked at this third grade jingshi.
The color and intactness of a third grade jingshi far surpassed a second grade jingshi. All the edges were regular and complete, the entire body transparent and glowing without any signs of impurity. It was like a clear crystal. But the ling energy inside was extremely powerful!