My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

The next morning, as dawn broke, Cui Ying, carrying a bamboo basket and a bundle, followed closely behind her father, Cui Zhengming, out the door.

Standing in the courtyard, Wang Rong watched the father and daughter walk further and further away, murmuring a prayer:

"May our ancestors bless us and make sure that Old Cui and San Ya come back safely, come back safely."

Cui Ying glanced back and heard Cui Zhengming transmit his voice from ahead:

"Girl, are you sure these medicinal herbs can really be sold?"

"should be no problem."

Although what they dug up before were all low-grade spiritual herbs and medicines, they could be exchanged for a sum of spirit stones at the pill shops in the city.

The only thing to be careful about is not being targeted by past tribulation cultivators.

Fortunately, everything is safe and sound.

The father and daughter not only left the village smoothly, but also met two familiar rogue cultivators on the way. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, they decided to travel together.

They then safely passed through Baishatang and arrived outside Leiyun City.

"arrive."

Looking at the undulating bluestone city wall, Cui Zhengming turned around excitedly and shouted, while Cui Ying behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

Once they entered the city, after the two traveling monks who had accompanied them left, the father and daughter parted ways as they had agreed at home.

Cui Zhengming carried a large, heavy bag of spirit rice to the spirit rice shop, while Cui Ying, following her memories from her previous life, went straight to a pill shop.

This medicine shop occupies the most bustling location on the entire street. It is three stories high and has a sign that reads "Lingxi Danfang" hanging in front of the door.

Just as Cui Ying paused to observe, seven or eight rogue cultivators rushed through the gate.

Lingxi Danfang has been operating for hundreds of years. It not only sells various kinds of pills, but also buys spiritual herbs and plants from outside.

"Please be patient, everyone. Buyers, please go inside for tea. Sellers, please come and line up here with me."

Looking at these agile rogue cultivators, Cui Ying had no intention of pushing or shoving them, and simply stood silently at the back of the line.

After waiting for about half an hour, it was finally her turn.

She picked up the basket on her back, lifted the coarse floral cloth covering it, and took out the medicinal herbs and elixirs.

"Wow, it's been well protected."

The old cultivator in charge of the inspection looked surprised and spoke with some unexpectedness.

He touched the medicinal herbs and said with some surprise again:

"The spiritual energy has hardly been lost, little girl, you also know the processing method?"

With a slight smile, Cui Ying said, "I know a little bit."

Manager Liu nodded and began to comment on each item one by one:

"Low-grade Andrographis paniculata, high-grade low-grade Pyrrosia lingua, high-grade low-grade Agave agave, high-grade low-grade Rehmannia glutinosa, high-grade low-grade Spirit Earth Sunflower, high-grade."

Low-grade refers to the quality of the spiritual herbs and medicines, while high-grade refers to the integrity of these herbs after harvesting, their preservation, and the best medicinal properties, which also means the highest purchase price.

Hearing this series of melodious and rhythmic superior-grade words, the newly arrived herb-gathering rogue cultivators all craned their necks to look in this direction.

"How come such a greenhorn girl has so many top-quality products?"

"It's most likely that an elder in the family prepared everything and sent her over."

The two rogue cultivators looked Cui Ying up and down a few times before drawing their conclusions.

"Little girl, why are you still standing there like an idiot? Take the form and all these things and go to the accounting office in the back to settle your accounts and collect your spirit stones."

Seeing that Cui Ying was not responding, the shopkeeper began to urge her.

Cui Ying shook her head and took out a palm-sized wooden box from her bosom, saying, "Senior, I have something else I'd like you to take a look at."

As soon as Cui Ying placed the opened wooden box on the counter, the shopkeeper, stroking his beard, widened his eyes in surprise and exclaimed:

"Jade Lingzhi?"

He looked up at Cui Ying, then reached in and took out the jade lingzhi mushroom.

"A ten-year-old jade Ganoderma lucidum, of superior quality."

After the shopkeeper finished his inspection and drew a conclusion, the waiting rogue cultivators began whispering among themselves again.

"Someone actually found a jade-like lingzhi mushroom?!"

"She's just a young girl at the third level of Qi Refining!"

"This would probably cost several hundred spirit stones."

"That's for sure. A spiritual plant of this quality must be guarded by a companion spirit beast. Something obtained at the risk of one's life must be valuable."

At this moment, the shopkeeper finished making his notes, looked up at Cui Ying with a smile, and said:

"Young lady, your elders are so lucky."

He had been the manager of this Lingxi Danfang for nearly thirty years, and even after working hard for half a year, he still couldn't afford the jade lingzhi in this wooden box.

Cui Ying didn't speak, but asked with her smile unchanged:

"Senior, can this Jade Lingzhi be exchanged for spirit stones?"

The shopkeeper nodded and said with a smile, "This is a good item. Although it's relatively new, it can definitely be exchanged for spirit stones. Not only can it be exchanged, but it can be exchanged for this much."

Seeing Manager Liu hold up three fingers, Cui Ying knew that Lingxi Pill Workshop was indeed as honest and trustworthy as it had been in her previous life.

She nodded in satisfaction, took the list handed to her by Manager Liu, and went to the small room in the back to settle the accounts.

The room had no gaps except for the doorway. Cui Ying still noticed the fleeting runes on the surrounding walls at a glance.

Cui Ying remained composed and strode inside.

On the left side, a three-zhang-long table served as a partition. In front of the multi-treasure cabinet against the wall, stood an old man and a young man, both dressed in dark blue robes.

The young man on the left took the list and all the spiritual herbs and medicines from Cui Ying's hand, and while counting the quantities, asked curiously:

"Did you gather all these spiritual herbs and medicinal plants?"

"Gathered from the Phoenix Mountain Range."

The man nodded and handed the calculated list to the elderly man with gray hair beside him:

"Seventh Uncle, here you go."

The old man, referred to as Seventh Uncle, took the receipt and stared at the luminous pearl beside him for a long time before muttering:

"Five top-grade Andrographis paniculata plants, seventy spirits; eight top-grade Pyrrosia lingua plants, one hundred and twenty spirits; six top-grade Agave agave plants, one hundred and eighty spirits; four top-grade Rehmannia glutinosa plants, one hundred and thirty spirits; three top-grade Rehmannia glutinosa flowers, ninety spirits; ten-year-old Jade Ganoderma lucidum, three hundred spirits."

"A total of nine hundred and ninety low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing the old man utter the last number, even Cui Ying, who had lived two lives, felt her heart skip a beat.

"Oh, little girl, are you alone? Didn't your elders come with you?"

The old man handed Cui Ying a bulging cloth bag, and seeing that she was alone, he kindly reminded her:

"In that case, you can check carefully. Once we leave the shop, we'll settle the payment."

Cui Ying composed herself, took the heavy cloth bag, and carefully checked the contents.

After she confirmed that there were no problems, she addressed the old man.

Nodding and saying:

"Thank you very much, senior. However, I don't have a storage bag here. Could you please exchange those five hundred spirit stones for whole bills?"

"So, little sister, you don't have a storage bag! That's great!"

“I recently discarded a low-end storage bag. Although the internal space is only three feet square, it is sufficient for daily storage. It is in good condition and is perfect for you girls. If you are interested, I can sell it to you cheaply.”

Before the old man could speak, the young man who was counting the spiritual herbs came over and asked with a smile.

Cui Ying raised an eyebrow and did not refuse: "Can I take a look?"

"Please wait a moment."

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately bent down and untied a light pink purse, about the size of an adult's palm, from his waist. He waved it in front of Cui Ying, saying with some reluctance:

"Look at this quality, you could easily mistake it for a brand new item. I'll give you 30% off the market price. If you really want it, little sister, I'll just give you 150 spirit stones."

The hard currency of the Immortal Origin Continent is the spirit stone. The value of one hundred low-grade spirit stones is the same as the value of ten mid-grade spirit stones, and the value of the same high-grade spirit stone is equal.

The price of a storage bag is linked to its size and condition. For example, a storage bag with three feet of internal space costs around two hundred low-grade spirit stones each.

"can."

After Cui Ying put the remaining spirit stones into her storage bag, she went to a magic item shop on the street and exchanged the five-colored deer hide and antlers for spirit stones.

Clutching the still-warm spirit stones in her storage bag, Cui Ying glanced at the colorful robe shop next door, then shook her head and turned to leave.