Chapter 6: Departure, Soul Power Level 9
At night, the wooden house was lit.
Ding!
『Fourth-grade Qingling Grass』: Contains the blood of the Qingling King. Taking it can improve the soul power of low-level soul masters.
Ding!
『Fourth-grade Qingling Grass』: A rare precious medicine, the medicinal effect is full of energy. Taking it can improve the soul power of soul masters and can accelerate the cultivation speed of guardian soul beasts to a certain extent.
...
Ding!
『Fifth-grade Qingling Grass』: A rare Qihua Yao grass, which absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth to grow. Taking it can improve the soul power of soul masters.
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"Huh, it's finally done!"
The young man was radiant and smiled.
He saw a fairy plant held in his hands, with white and translucent leaves, and divine light flowing in the blue veins. The surrounding aura seemed to be pulled and turned into a vortex.
『Eighth-grade Qingling Grass』: An extremely rare Qihua Yao grass, which can absorb and exhale the vitality of heaven and earth. Taking it can greatly improve the soul power of soul masters and accelerate the speed of martial souls absorbing vitality.
"Fortunately, the synthesized things don't have spiritual intelligence. Otherwise, being killed by a grass would be a joke for all eternity."
Su Ye's eyes fell on the three empty wooden boxes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He had emptied the entire Luocheng herbal medicine shop and bought two thousand ordinary Qingling grasses, just to synthesize an eighth-grade Qingling grass.
Ninth-grade?
Without tens of thousands of plants as a base, there wouldn't even be a splash.
As for the immortal grade...
It is pure luxury.
The higher the level of the thing, the more buffs need to be stacked, and they have to be filled up one by one.
Eighth grade:
A trace... a little bit... a small amount... has... a rich emperor's blood...
And then upgrading to ninth grade will be an even harder start.
After so many syntheses, Su Ye clearly realized that the difficulty was increasing. It was a little difficult to take shortcuts, but it wasn't a big deal.
"How about... try the effect first?"
Su Ye hesitated, but his actions did not.
Swish!
He rolled up the eighth-grade Qingling grass and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing in big mouthfuls.
To hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings, one must go north.
To the north was the direction of the Xingdou Great Forest, where there were more medicinal herbs in the city.
He couldn't wait any longer!
Baji~
Baji~
The juice of the Qingling Grass smelled slightly fishy, but the taste was refreshing. Su Ye endured the unpleasant taste and swallowed it in one gulp.
Wow—
A floating Qingling aura rose from his chest, and Su Ye felt that his lungs were particularly comfortable, as if he had inhaled a breath of pure oxygen.
Then, a stream of icy, cool energy spread in his abdomen.
This energy wasn't fierce, but unusually soft and light—like a woman's cicada-wing gauze skirt gently brushing across his chest.
"I don't know how many levels I can reach..."
Su Ye immediately summoned his martial soul and let his body and martial soul accept the baptism of this energy.
The iron-feathered goshawk, originally pure black with rare metals, now had feathers that became colorful black.
The candlelight flickered, and it seemed as if a group of colorful ripples spread out—fantastic and charming.
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At night, he only slept for four hours.
Fearing that the old man would be sad about his departure, Su Ye got up and packed his things while it was still dark.
He didn't have much to take with him.
With a backpack filled with clothes and other items on his back, and a long sword at his waist, Su Ye gently pushed open the wooden door.
Before he could step out, two backpacks at the door caught his eye. They were full of medicinal materials, and there was a bow and quiver on top of them.
"This..."
As if under a spell, Su Ye's feet took a long time to move.
After a while—
He picked up the bow and gently pulled the string. The tension was just right, though it made him slightly uncomfortable.
Knowing that Old Tom could make bows and arrows, Su Ye—who loved weapons—had pestered him many times, asking him to make one just to play with. But the old man always refused, saying it was too dangerous.
Su Ye eventually gave up.
But he never expected that the old man would secretly make one for him after all.
"A surprise for me?"
Su Ye sighed deeply, with mixed feelings in his heart. He understood what the old man meant.
But he really had to leave.
Looking at the dark village, Su Ye thought for a while, then went to the side and took out a large cylindrical object from a big jar.
He placed it on the stone table in the yard.
"You've been naughty so many times. It's not a big deal..."
Su Ye laughed, rubbed his nose, and took out flint from his waist with a backhanded motion.
Snap!
Sparks flew, and a long thin fuse was ignited.
Su Ye quickly got on the ox cart. The wind was strong, and he pulled it!
"Old man, I'm leaving!"
Boom!
A huge yellow firework burst into the sky.
The village became loud.
The young man drove the ox cart quickly, bow and arrow shaking behind him as he said his final farewell.
In a courtyard, a kind old man looked on. His eyes couldn't help but turn red.
But when he heard the child next door crying, he twitched the corner of his mouth and went back inside silently.
"This brat... still causing trouble before leaving~"
Boom!
Boom!
Clusters of brilliant fireworks exploded, lighting up the night sky and courtyard—
And the muddy road ahead.
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All the way to the north.
Following the map, Su Ye arrived at a small town called Qingshan, closest to the Xingdou Great Forest.
This place was clearly different from other cities. The streets were full of stalls selling soul beast furs, weapons, anthelmintics, and more.
Obviously, this town survived entirely thanks to the Xingdou Great Forest.
Su Ye wasn't in a hurry to leave again. The effect of the eighth-grade Qingling grass had been good—but unfortunately, it still wasn't enough to push him to level 10.
His current soul power was stuck at level nine. Even if he entered the Xingdou Great Forest, he couldn't obtain a soul ring yet.
Finding a piece of wood, Su Ye wrote large words on it, then stood silently by the ox cart, waiting for medicinal materials to come rolling in.
Urgent Need!
Purchasing large amounts of Qingling Grass, Sanhua Fruit, and Fenglei Grass.
Not long after, a group of vendors approached, bringing with them the smell of copper coins.
"Brother, what's the price for this Qingling Grass?"
Su Ye covered his mouth and coughed rapidly, pretending to have a lung disease. He pointed with his fingers and said incoherently, "One Qingling Grass, one copper soul coin."
Everyone was stunned.
"What? One?"
"Boss, are you sure it's one Qingling Grass for one copper coin—not one catty?"
"Yeah, boss, are you messing with us?"
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"Yes! I have Qingling Grass!"
A small stall owner quickly pulled out a bag of Qingling Grass and shouted, hoping to be the first to try his luck.
In front of everyone, Su Ye handed him a silver soul coin—deal done.
The gleam of silver passed from hand to hand, and the other vendors were practically red-eyed.
Qingling Grass usually just cleared the throat and relieved shortness of breath—it had almost no value. How could one plant be worth a copper soul coin?
It was like money falling from the sky!
Tempted by the huge profits, everyone rushed over with their Qingling Grass.
In just one hour, Su Ye bought a cartload of Qingling Grass and dozens of Sanhua Fruits.
On the way, he had bought ordinary medicinal herbs in the previous city—then sold high-grade medicinal materials in the next. The large bag of gold soul coins he earned was rapidly shrinking.
Su Ye stopped buying in time.
As he watched the vendors leave, laughing with their earnings, Su Ye raised the corners of his mouth and smiled quietly.
He didn't know if they made any profit—
But he definitely did!
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