The abandoned cannon fodder girl's path to immortality

Chapter 235 Medicine King Market
In just one day, a streak of azure light tore through the clouds, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

The mountains and rivers beneath the shuttle receded rapidly like blurry ink marks.

Sitting on the head of the Azure Phoenix Chasing the Moon Shuttle, Chen Jinshu felt the extreme speed and was horrified.

The shamanic tit on Chen Jinshu's shoulder nuzzled affectionately against his temple, emitting a soft, clear chirping sound.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jinshu realized that Yinshan Que was bored at the moment.

They had been traveling for a whole day without rest, only eating some spiritual fruits, which was quite boring.

She raised her hand and gently stroked its smooth feathers, whispering soothingly, "It'll be soon."

"Ahead should be the outer market area of ​​Medicine King Valley. Let's rest here for a few days and explore it properly."

She smiled faintly, her gaze piercing through the surging sea of ​​clouds beneath her feet, landing on the outline of a vast valley shrouded in strange, lush greenery at the horizon.

The rich spiritual energy of plants and trees, even from afar, wafts through the air like an invisible tide.

That place should be an important outlying town of Medicine King Valley, one of the holy sites of spiritual plants and alchemy from the Five Continents, Medicine King Market.

Since arriving at the Five Continents Alliance, she had long coveted the secret technique that could transform plants into human form, giving them intelligence to cultivate spiritual fields.

The more than 20 acres of spiritual fields within the planting space that urgently need care, especially the newly grown three acres of Purple Gold Thunder Field and the dormant Immortal Vine remnant roots, require constant attention.

She doesn't even have enough time to cultivate now, but the spiritual plant space is the foundation of her growth, and she absolutely cannot give it up easily.

Ordinary puppets are too dull and cannot follow her wishes, so they inevitably ruin the medicinal herbs.

In the blink of an eye, the Moon Chaser's brilliance dimmed, its speed decreased sharply, and it silently glided into the mountains surrounding Yaowangfang City.

As soon as she landed, she felt a strong, almost viscous, fresh scent of grass and trees rush towards her.

The market town is built along the valley, with pavilions and towers nestled among lush ancient trees and exotic flowers. On both sides of the road, there are rows and rows of shops and stalls.

Chen Jinshu put away the flying shuttle, concealed his Golden Core cultivator aura, and walked calmly to the market, merging into the bustling crowd.

Her gaze swept quickly over each stall.

The quality of the spiritual plants here far surpasses that of Pingwu Market, and her originally calm mood instantly became restless.

"A thousand-year-old Seven-Leaf Divine Flower! A sacred item for nourishing the soul after the sea of ​​consciousness is damaged! Only one of its kind!" an old cultivator with white hair and beard shouted in a hoarse voice.

In the jade box before him, a seven-petaled exotic flower radiated a warm, seven-colored glow; its mere aura was enough to invigorate anyone who approached it.

"Lightning-Struck Wood Core! Containing pure Yi Wood Lightning Qi, it is a top-grade auxiliary material for refining wood and lightning attribute magic weapons!"

On another stall, a piece of charred wood core, gleaming with a deep blue-purple electric light, floated quietly, with the surrounding air crackling softly.

Further away, a clear spring ripples in a specially made jade basin. In the center of the spring, a nearly transparent, exquisitely crafted nine-aperture lotus stands gracefully. At the lotus's heart, it seems as if a river of stars flows, emanating a pure and holy aura that cleanses the heart and purifies the mind...

Even with Chen Jinshu's Golden Core stage perspective and the profound resources of the Mysterious Female Treasure Furnace space, the sheer wealth of the Medicine King Market before her still stirred a fervent passion within her.

"If I had known that this place was so rich in spiritual plants, I should have come sooner."

She sighed inwardly, realizing she had missed many opportunities to obtain spiritual plants.

The more than 20 acres of spiritual fields within the spiritual plant space are in dire need of these spiritual plants to grow.

A moment later, she stopped in front of a stall that specialized in selling lightning-attribute spiritual plants.

The master was a lean middle-aged man with early Foundation Establishment cultivation. He had sharp eyes and a faint scent of plants around him, suggesting that he had spent many years tending to flowers and plants.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you trade this Thunder Pattern Grass?" Chen Jinshu pointed to a spiritual herb in the jade box, whose leaves were wrapped with fine silver-purple electric snakes and whose main veins were dark purple.

This herb can warm and nourish the meridians, enhance affinity with the power of lightning, and is of great benefit to spiritual practice.

The stall owner narrowed his eyes, and smiled slightly as if he had met a kindred spirit, saying:
"Fellow Daoist has discerning eyes! This is a second-tier superior grade, born deep within the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley, and is not easy to collect. One price: 1,200 low-grade spirit stones, or equivalent second-tier fire-attribute spiritual materials or pills."

The price is quite high, but if it's really Thunder Pattern Grass, it's still within a reasonable range.

Chen Jinshu pondered for a moment, then flipped his wrist, and three small jade bottles appeared in his palm: "Three bottles of 'Crimson Sun Melting Snow Pills,' mid-grade second rank, for healing injuries, dispelling cold, and stabilizing the foundation of the fire element. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

The stall owner scanned the jade bottle with his divine sense, and a smile immediately spread across his face:
"Fellow Daoist, you're very generous! Deal!"

He deftly pushed the jade box containing the Thunder Pattern Vein Grass toward Chen Jinshu.

The transaction had just been completed when a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, which greatly excited her, emanated from an inconspicuous corner nearby. Chen Jinshu, with her keen spiritual senses, immediately turned her head to look.

On the animal hide in front of an old man were several gray, muddy, and oddly shaped root tubers. One of them, about the size of a fist and resembling a twisted tree root, had an extremely restrained dark gold color on its surface, with occasional extremely faint, almost illusory silver lightning flashes beneath it.

If it weren't for her powerful divine sense and keen perception of lightning, she would have been almost unable to detect it.

Chen Jinshu's heart skipped a beat.

This aura actually shares a similar origin with the pure lightning source that her Xuanpin Treasure Furnace absorbed and eventually settled deep within the Purple Gold Lightning Field when she underwent the Golden Core Purple Gold Lightning Tribulation.

She walked over quietly, squatted down, and picked up the inconspicuous dark gold root.

What is this item called? How can it be traded?

"Dug from the mountains, its origin unknown. If it looks alright, I'll give you five hundred low-grade spirit stones to take it."

Chen Jinshu didn't haggle and simply took out a small bag of spirit stones and handed it over.

The old man then looked up at her in surprise, weighed the spirit stone bag in his hand, and waved his hand.

With the dark gold root in hand, the faint sense of shared origin became clearer.

Chen Jinshu carefully put it away, feeling slightly pleased. Cultivating this item in the Purple-Gold Thunder Field might allow the surrounding thunder-attribute spiritual plants to grow faster.

However, just as she was about to delve deeper into the market, a scrutinizing divine sense, not particularly powerful, around the late Foundation Establishment stage, gently swept over her.

The next instant, a young man dressed in the distinctive light blue disciple robes of Medicine King Valley, accompanied by a Foundation Establishment cultivator who appeared to be in charge, stepped in front of them.

The young man had a handsome face, but the deliberate aloofness and condescending gaze in his eyes ruined his appearance.

"This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar."

The young man's gaze swept over the seemingly ordinary storage bag at Chen Jinshu's waist and the ancient beast-taming bracelet on his wrist. His tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable sense of aloofness.

"The area ahead is the inner workshop area reserved for core disciples and VIPs of Medicine King Valley. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter. If you wish to purchase ordinary spiritual plants, the outer workshop is sufficient."

The steward beside him also bowed slightly, his attitude respectful but also carrying a hint of obstruction.

Chen Jinshu then realized that she had only been in the outer quarters.

There might be more to the inner chambers than meets the eye.

In an instant, her heart burned even hotter.

"It seems we won't be able to leave this pharmacy market anytime soon."

"May I ask, fellow Daoist from Medicine King Valley, that I am seeking traces of a secret technique? I have heard that your valley is skilled in this art, and I have come here specifically to learn from you."

"Oh?" The young man raised an eyebrow, seemingly showing some interest, but his arrogance was even more pronounced.

"What secret technique is it? Tell me about it. If it is an ordinary method, I may be able to give you some pointers."

He subconsciously regarded Chen Jinshu as some arrogant rogue cultivator or disciple from a small sect who had come because of his reputation.

"The art of transforming plants into forms and imbuing them with spirits to serve as attendants," Chen Jinshu clearly uttered the eight words.

Upon hearing this, the young man's initial interest froze instantly, then transformed into undisguised sarcasm and coldness, as if he had heard the biggest joke imaginable.

"Ha! Plants and trees taking human form? Spirits becoming servants?"

He chuckled, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly, drawing the attention of several cultivators at nearby stalls.

"This is the foundation of our Medicine King Valley, a secret that is never passed down! Those who are not part of the core lineage do not even have the right to glimpse a single detail!"

"You mere outsider, how dare you covet it? Leave at once! If you dare to harass me again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

His aura subtly stirred, emanating a faint binding force that formed an invisible spiritual barrier, intending to push Chen Jinshu away.

"Clang!" The Yinshan Sparrow on the shoulder felt the invisible pressure and let out a soft cry of dissatisfaction, its blue and red tail feathers bursting open with a faint light.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jinshu's previously fiery expression completely calmed down.

She had long heard of the arrogance of the disciples of Medicine King Valley, but she never expected that even an outer disciple would be so domineering, treating all cultivators in the world as nothing.