Chapter 89: Exchange of Spiritual Medicine

Chapter 89: Exchange of Spiritual Medicine

Senior Brother grabbed a large piece of Pork Elbow, tore into it with gusto, juices dripping, completely ignoring appearances. Wang Hong stood by, a bit dumbfounded. Senior Brother had easily consumed at least five hundred kilograms of meat. Could it be that Senior Brother was also a formidable body cultivator?

"Junior Brother Wang, you really have excellent culinary skills! This pork is so tender and delicious. Especially this Spirit Meal, not only does it enhance cultivation levels with its rich Spiritual Energy, but it also eliminates fatigue and replenishes essence blood. It's truly a masterpiece," Senior Brother praised between bites.

For the past few days, he had been consuming fasting pills daily as he couldn't cook himself, and he had longed for a hearty meal.

"Senior Brother, you flatter me. It's just my gluttonous nature. I often think about and experiment with food in my spare time," Wang Hong quickly replied. Truthfully, he hadn't formally studied the ways of Spiritual Cooking. It was more of an instinct to think about how to eat anything he came across.

Senior Brother scooped up a piece of mutated Astragalus, took a bite, and raised an eyebrow.

"Junior Brother, what kind of Spiritual Medicine is this? I've never seen it before. It seems to greatly replenish essence blood."

"I'm not sure of its name, but it seems to be a mutation of Astragalus. I found a few in the secret realm. It's excellent for making Spirit Meals, making the meat more flavorful, and the soup sparkling with golden light."

Wang Hong explained. Originally, he had planned to turn in this mutated Astragalus to the sect in exchange for contribution points when he left the secret realm.

"Do you have more of this Spiritual Medicine? Can you exchange some with me?"

"I've used some of it for Spirit Meals these days, but there's still some left."

Senior Brother felt a bit annoyed. Such a rare Spiritual Medicine was used by this glutton to make Spirit Meals. Did he not realize how rare Spiritual Medicines that replenish essence blood were?

"What Spiritual Objects do you need for exchange?"

"I need Starlight Seven-leaf Clover, Green Leaf Red Lotus Flower, Stone-patterned Golden Melon, Seven-star Mushroom, or other Spiritual Objects produced in the secret realm."

Wang Hong listed the primary ingredients he lacked for Foundation Establishment Pills. If there were other rare Spiritual Objects, he was willing to exchange them. After all, the secret realm was vast, and what one person could find was limited.

"I have Starlight Seven-leaf Clover and Green Leaf Red Lotus Flower, but I haven't found Stone-patterned Golden Melon or Seven-star Mushroom."

Senior Brother turned to other fellow disciples and asked, "Does anyone have Stone-patterned Golden Melon or Seven-star Mushroom? I can exchange with other rare Spiritual Medicine."

"I have a Stone-patterned Golden Melon here. I can exchange it with Senior Brother." One disciple, who had obtained one before, handed it over.

The vines of the Stone-patterned Golden Melon had to grow on a spirit ore with both gold and earth attributes. The melon was fist-sized, earthy yellow with golden patterns, and carried a sweet fragrance. Wang Hong almost took a bite as he held it in his hands.

Wang Hong successfully exchanged three kinds of Spiritual Medicine using three plants of six-hundred-year-old mutated Astragalus, saving him a lot of effort.

Senior Brother also handed over a few types of Spiritual Medicine that Wang Hong didn't have. In return, he received two mutated Astragalus.

He had planted quite a few mutated Astragalus, but since only he possessed them, it wasn't easy to sell them. Selling too many might attract inquiries about their source.

"After the exchange, Senior Brother, where will you be heading?"

He still remembered the time when Wang Hong had brought back a wild wolf, wounded all over. He had secretly cried all night.

So, he had silently resolved to do something for Wang Hong when he became capable.

If he missed the chance to earn Foundation Establishment Pills this time, it might take decades to gather enough for Wang Hong's Foundation Building. By then, Wang Hong might already be old.

What he didn't expect was that Wang Hong had also entered the secret realm. The secret realm was dangerous, and if something happened to Wang Hong, what use would Yi's search for Spiritual Medicine be?

Therefore, after entering the secret realm, his first goal shifted from finding Spiritual Medicine to locating Wang Hong.

Although he wasn't actively searching for Spiritual Medicine, many cultivators he encountered tried to attack him, thinking he was an easy target due to his lone journey.

As a result, he ended up gaining quite a bit of Spiritual Medicine from the Storage Bags of those cultivators. At least, he could exchange them for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Since entering the central region, he had faced even more battles. Just recently, he had engaged in a fierce battle with five Beast Spirit Sect cultivators, resulting in mutual injuries.

He had killed two of them, but they had left several wounds on him. After leaving the scene, he could always feel eyes locking onto him, probably others wanting to take advantage of his injuries.

He knew he was being targeted again. They likely thought that with his injuries, he wouldn't be able to fight back.

He sneered inwardly, thinking, "Do you really believe I can't kill you just because I'm injured?"

He decided not to move and sat on the spot, taking out a golden longsword and placing it horizontally on his knees. He gently stroked the sword's body.

As a sword cultivator, achieving single-mindedness was crucial. With just one sword, regardless of a thousand variations or countless magical arts, he could break through them all with a single slash.

At that moment, five radiant lights shot towards him, forming magical weapons.

Wang Yi raised his longsword, and a dazzling sword radiance shot out.

The radiance split into nine in the air. Five of them intercepted the incoming magical weapons, while the remaining four shot towards a thicket at a faster speed.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A few miserable screams came from the thicket, and it wasn't clear whether they were alive or dead. However, one of the magical weapons lost control and fell to the ground.

The remaining four magical weapons collided with the sword radiance, dispersing it. The magical weapons were pushed back a foot.

After unleashing this sword strike, blood trickled down from the corner of Wang Yi's mouth. The strike had aggravated his internal injuries, and his remaining Spiritual Energy was almost depleted.

The bottle of Spirit Wine he carried had been consumed during these days of battles.

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