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Chapter 870: The Herbologist's Sense of Accomplishment
Chapter 870: The Herbologist's Sense of Accomplishment
"That should be more than enough. I only need it to cultivate a newly acquired rare spiritual herb," Lu Chen quickly added.
The unique properties of He Guang Chen were perfect for cultivating the ancient lampgrass, and with the remaining Fu Mo stake that still held a trace of Buddhist nature, he need not worry about the initial growth of this seventh-grade spiritual herb.
At the same time, he marveled at the chamber of commerce's efficiency.
With his expertise in spiritual herbs, he had been stumped by the luminous soil that contained the power of light, but within just a month or two, the chamber of commerce had managed to collect a full nine jin of He Guang Chen for him.
"Then this old man is relieved," the elder said, secretly relieved that he could meet the requirements of the chamber of commerce's most profound herbologist.
Lu Chen was surprised by the chamber's efficiency, unaware that their efforts were primarily driven by a desire to fulfill his every need as a herbologist, creating a mutually beneficial relationship.
"Nine jin of He Guang Chen might be insufficient for refining artifacts and treasures, including the loss during the process," the tall elder said.
"But it should be more than enough for cultivating a spiritual herb," Lu Chen replied.
"Thank you to the chamber of commerce and Wood Daoist for your hard work in collecting so much He Guang Chen for me," Lu Chen expressed his gratitude with a bow.
"May I ask the price of this He Guang Chen?" he inquired.
Having obtained the precious substance from the chamber, he was already content and would not dream of taking advantage.
Of course, the main reason was that he had no shortage of spirit stones.
"He Guang Chen is rarer and more elusive than spiritual soil of the same grade, hence the price is not low. Eight thousand lower-grade spirit stones per jin, what do you think, fellow Daoist?" the elder asked tentatively after some consideration.
"No problem, I agree," Lu Chen readily accepted.
"Here are seven hundred and twenty middle-grade spirit stones, please have a look," he said, and with a casual wave of his hand, a small pile of vibrant middle-grade spirit stones floated towards the elder.
"You're very decisive, fellow Daoist Lu," the elder praised, storing the spirit stones away.
"However, I must say, I'm amazed by your willingness to spend over seventy thousand lower-grade spirit stones just to cultivate a spiritual herb. That's a massive investment," the elder couldn't help but comment.
Seventy thousand lower-grade spirit stones could buy a regular fifth-grade artifact, and the idea of using it solely for a spiritual herb was unfathomable to him.
But he held a favorable impression of Lu Chen and refrained from prying further, not wanting to create a rift between them.
"For me, it's worth spending a little extra to cultivate a beloved spiritual herb," Lu Chen replied sincerely.
"The sense of accomplishment when the herb matures is indescribable, and compared to that, spirit stones are insignificant," he added, his expression earnest.
He wasn't wrong—the sense of satisfaction he felt when the herb matured and the luminous orb appeared was immense, and it multiplied several times over when he harvested various rare treasures from it.
"Perhaps it is this sincere heart that has led you to your current status in the realm of spiritual herbs," the elder mused.
"I understand the sense of accomplishment you speak of, and I feel a similar sense of satisfaction when I acquire a rare treasure," the elder shared.
"Ahaha, a kindred spirit!" Lu Chen laughed, though his thoughts were somewhat different.
"How can our sense of accomplishment be compared?" he thought. "Unless, after acquiring a treasure, you can also obtain various rewards from it, then perhaps we're on the same level."
The two chatted casually for a while longer. Before Mu took his leave, Lu Xuan had a special request for him.
"Brother Mu, after you return to the chamber of commerce, please ask Wen Louzhu to help me inquire about the availability of Clear Jade Tea spirit seeds or seedlings."
"Due to certain reasons, I wish to cultivate one or two plants in the near future, but I lack the means to obtain them. Hence, I can only seek the chamber's assistance."
As he spoke, he handed Mu a bottle of fourth-grade spirit brew as a gift, his face filled with anticipation.
"Okay, I'll inquire about it for you when I return," Mu readily agreed, taking the spirit brew with a smile.
"Farewell, Brother Mu," Lu Xuan bid.
"Farewell, Brother Lu. Take care on your journey," Mu replied.
"Thank you for your reminder," Mu bowed slightly and mounted a light raft, disappearing into the midst of the fine thunderous glow.
Only after Mu's figure had completely vanished did Lu Xuan return to his cave abode.
He entered the pill refining room and took out an ancient, yellowing book from his storage bag.
The book exuded a faint herbal fragrance that calmed the mind and spirit.
This was the Yaoshi Qizhang (Pharmaceutical Scriptures)
that the medicine beast had produced after its breakthrough, said to be a manual of the Dou Shou Sect's pill formulas. It recorded the medicinal properties of various spiritual plants and was invaluable to pill refiners.
"It's a pity that only the first half is here. The latter half, which contains several high-level pill formulas, is missing."
"I'll just have to wait for the medicine beast to break through again."
Lu Chen thought to himself.
The transparent, odd worm-like medicine beast, which fed on pill toxins, was growing stronger at a decent pace. After all, Lu Chen refined pills frequently, and the pills' grades were not low, ensuring the beast never went hungry.
After his conversation with Mu, Lu Chen decided to study the Pharmaceutical Scriptures carefully to identify several high-grade spiritual plants suitable for refining high-level healing pills, thereby creating healing treasures or pill formulas.
"I have no choice. The demand for healing pills and elixirs in the cultivation world is just too high right now."
"So, for now, I'll have to set aside my original identity and transform into a master pill refiner."
"When it comes to making money, I'm not shy."
Lu Chen sighed.
He identified several high-grade spiritual plants with healing effects and sent a message to Wen Qian, asking them to keep an eye out for those plants.
"Additionally, I'll have to pay a visit to the Feng Yuan Star Cave."
He muttered to himself after finishing his tasks.
Due to the rampant evil demons and the large number of evil cultivators in the Feng Yuan Star Cave, its safety was far inferior to that of the Lei Huo Star Cave.
Lu Chen still hadn't delivered the Illusory Mirage Demon Skin Bag he had obtained earlier to the Underworld Cave Mansion. Moreover, he estimated that the sixth-grade Ghost Devouring Evil Vine was almost fully mature.
With a thought, the grass puppet, with the millennium-old tree heart embedded in its chest, came rushing toward him on two long legs.
"You're something else. Even while absorbing and refining this ancient tree heart, you didn't forget to patrol the spirit fields. You're truly the epitome of diligence," Lu Chen said, looking at the grass puppet, which still had about half of the tree heart remaining in its chest.
The grass puppet stared back at him with hollow eye sockets, and only by carefully sensing its emotions could one detect the joy and admiration it felt toward Lu Chen.
"Keep up the good work, and I'll put you in charge of an even bigger cave abode in the future," Lu Chen encouraged the grass puppet, a natural-born laborer.
The grass puppet's inner joy intensified.
Lu Chen was pleased, guessing that once the grass puppet completely absorbed and fused with the ancient tree heart, it would be time for its grade to advance.
(End of Chapter)
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