Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

Seeing the long queue on the left, Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head and rubbed her forehead.

Looking at the young cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining, holding a herb whose life force was almost completely drained, and gazing at Ye Zhenzhen with hopeful eyes.

Ye Zhenzhen really couldn't refuse, so she glanced down and said, "No, this is a low-grade first-tier Yuan Yang Grass."

"next."

"Senior, could you please take a look? Is this what I'm holding?"

Ye Zhenzhen was sad, Ye Zhenzhen sighed.

He glanced down and said, "No, it's a section of mid-grade trumpet creeper."

"senior..."

"no..."

"senior..."

"no..."

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Zhenzhen finally couldn't take it anymore.

Take out a piece of paper, swipe it a few times, and clearly mark the shape, color, and size of the roots, stems, and leaves of the venomous snake, then stick it on the table.

He found a child watching the play nearby and said, "You, come here."

The child was enjoying the play when suddenly a shout startled him.

what's the situation?

Did they find out that I was secretly criticizing my senior?

This is how to do?

I hope this won't kill me.

I want to live a few more days!

Ye Zhenzhen watched as the child's face went from bright sunshine to dark clouds, and it took him a long time to recover.

What are you thinking!

If he didn't want to come, fine. He looked at a clever young man a few steps away and said, "If he's not coming, you can come. Want to earn spirit stones?"

The young man had just seen Ye Zhenzhen's actions and guessed what was going on. Hearing the call, he ran over excitedly.

"Senior, did you call me?"

"Yes, did you see this picture?"

"I see it. Do you need my help to identify the herbs?"

Ye Zhenzhen looked up at the young man's face. His eyes darted around, and he seemed to be a smart guy.

It was used in the wrong place.

"I'm not asking you to identify them. Just stand on the table and tell them to check it themselves. If they don't match, tell them to leave immediately, there are still many people behind."

"What if they are the same?"

"Take another look. If you're still unsure, just call me. We'll finish with this team. I'll give you 20 spirit stones as a reward when we're done."

Upon hearing the reward of 20 spirit stones, the young man's face instantly lit up with a broad smile. "Thank you, senior. I will definitely handle it perfectly."

Seeing that the young man was methodical, Ye Zhenzhen stopped worrying about him; she was really tired after a while.

I lay down on the rocking chair and closed my eyes, pretending to sleep.

The young man handed over the fan on the table with a flourish, and only after watching Ye Zhenzhen take it did he return to his stall.

He pasted the paper that Ye Zhenzhen had drawn on onto a wooden board and watched the people queuing up.

"Fellow Daoist, please take out the spiritual medicine and verify it yourself."

The visitor glanced at it, then glanced at it again, took out his own elixir, looked down at it, and refused to leave.

The young man gestured for the newcomer to leave, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you may leave now. The leaves on these leaves are long and thin, while yours are fan-shaped. They are clearly different. Please do not delay others."

"Next, fellow Daoist, please check it yourself."

"No, next one."

"no..."

"..."

Ye Zhenzhen sensed that the young man had done a good job, so she closed her eyes and began to study her array jade slip. It had been a long time since she had properly studied it, so now she could take a good look.

Just as they were about to look, they heard the young man's voice, "Senior, this person didn't come to deliver spiritual medicine; he took a fancy to the magical artifact on the table. I don't know how to price it."

After saying that, he carefully observed Ye Zhenzhen's expression.

Ye Zhenzhen was disturbed and opened her eyes impatiently, glancing at the person. How annoying.

With a stretch of his arm, he gathered up everything on the table.

She tilted her head to look at the young man, "What did you just say?"

"Uh, it's nothing, you go ahead with your work."

"That's good."

Ye Zhenzhen kept her eyes closed.

The young man apologized to the customer, saw the person off safely, and then checked the elixir.

Half an hour passed, and nothing happened...

An hour passed, and nothing happened...

An hour and a half passed, and just when Ye Zhenzhen felt that she might not meet him today, it was the turn of a person wearing a black cloak.

The young man remained serious, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please take out your own spiritual medicine and verify it yourself."

The man gave the young man a cold look, and the young man suddenly felt a chill down his spine and carefully took a step back.

The man in the black cloak looked directly at Ye Zhenzhen and said, "Senior, there's no need to verify. This plant of mine is the venomous snake thorn you're looking for."

After saying that, he placed a jade box on the table.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at the person who had come.

This black cloak is something else; it not only blocks the eyes but also blocks divine sense.

Ye Zhenzhen straightened up and looked at the jade box on the table.

With a casual wave of his hand, the stem of the jade box opened, revealing a completely black flower emitting a faint poisonous odor, perfectly preserved inside.

Ye Zhenzhen's pupils contracted; this was it.

He flipped his palm over, put the lid on, and pressed one hand firmly against the jade box.

"How do you want to change it?"

"Didn't you say you'd exchange it for Foundation Establishment Pills? What? You're going back on your word?"

Ye Zhenzhen smiled as she looked at the black cloak, then lightly patted her bracelet, and a jade bottle appeared in her hand.

Upon opening the stopper, a rich aroma of medicinal herbs instantly filled the air.

The man in the black cloak paused slightly, then said, "It's the Foundation Establishment Pill."

Seeing the black-cloaked figure's movements, Ye Zhenzhen plugged the stopper and put the jade bottle back into the bracelet.

Looking at the black cloak, he said, "You're the first person to bring out this 100-year-old venomous snake stinger. I'll show you this Foundation Establishment Pill."

"But..."

"But you don't think that this Foundation Establishment Pill is worth more than a hundred-year-old venomous snake sting, do you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone around held their breath, staring intently at the black-cloaked figure's reaction.

"What, are you planning to go back on your word, senior?"

"I didn't. I did exchange it for Foundation Establishment Pills, but it requires at least 5 hundred-year-old venomous snake thorns."

The man in the black cloak looked displeased upon hearing this, but the cloak concealed his displeasure, so no one else could see it.

He grabbed the jade box containing the venomous snake stinger from the table. "Then I won't exchange it..."

The jade box could not be pulled out. Looking up, he saw Ye Zhenzhen's hand pressing down on it tightly!

"What do you mean by this, senior? Are you planning to force a sale?"

Ye Zhenzhen burst out laughing. "I suggest you sell it now; that's the best option."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that even if you take it now, you can't keep it. You'll probably end up being killed and robbed, dying and disappearing from the world."

"Fellow Daoist, are you planning to rob me by force?"

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, "No, no, no, I'm not the kind of person who likes to commit murder. Look back."

The man in the black cloak frowned. What was this guy up to?

Turning around, the man in the black cloak broke out in a cold sweat.