I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 284 Immortal Grass

Xiao Qi glanced indifferently at the fox clan leader, then tossed Zi Ji back to Sanqing Mountain through the opening in the membrane.

Lu Xiaowu, who was standing inside, caught the purple fox and tossed it aside without even glancing at it, continuing to watch the movements on the other side of the membrane.

Murasaki-hime:
Damn it! Do you two have any humanity?
The fall wiped away all the sadness that had just welled up inside her. She shakily got up from the ground and staggered out of the secret passage.

When Meng Shulan saw this, she quickly picked her up and started bandaging her wound.

Ziji's wounded heart was instantly soothed; Miss Qi's mother was truly the best.

Half an hour later, Xiao Qi returned with a storage bag full of gems and an immortal grass with its roots wrapped in soil and only two leaves on its stem.

She tossed the storage bag to her mother, then carefully carried the immortal plant to find a suitable flowerpot to plant it in.

She had heard of this herb when she was adventuring in the cultivation world. Cultivators could eat it to heal injuries and improve their cultivation, while ordinary people could soak the leaves in water to drink, which could strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives, even more effectively than longevity pills.

Although this grass is called the immortal grass, its growing conditions are extremely demanding, making it both difficult to find and difficult to cultivate.

She had been trying to find one after hearing about it, or even trade it with someone else, but she hadn't heard anything.

This time, Lu Xiaowu gave her an idea: ask the Demon King for it.

While it cannot be guaranteed that it will definitely exist, the demon realm is so vast that its wild and wild spiritual plants are no less abundant than those in the cultivation realm, so it's always worth a try.

As it turned out, they made the right choice.

Grandpa is over sixty years old. Although he looks to be in good health now, he could easily live to be eighty or even ninety.

Even after reaching 100, Xiaoqi was still not very satisfied.

Therefore, we must plan ahead and wait until the leaves of the immortal grass are grown so that Grandpa can make tea with it every day.

After planting the droopy immortal grass in a flowerpot, Xiaoqi tried to give it a little energy. At first, there was no reaction, but she gave it a little more, and the droopy leaves seemed to regain some vitality.

She thought for a moment, then took out a jade bottle from her storage ring and reluctantly poured some spiritual spring water on it. The leaves visibly perked up.

"Tch, quite picky."

At this moment, Lu Xiaowu came over and stuffed two spirit stones into the soil of the flowerpot.

Xiao Qi's eyes widened. "It even eats spirit stones?"

No wonder everyone says they're hard to raise. It's like a fruit tree that needs to eat RMB (Chinese currency) to grow and bear fruit; of course, it's not easy to raise.

Lu Xiaowu explained, "It's best to keep the spiritual energy strong after it's just been transplanted."

This trick was learned from my sixth junior brother. He was skilled in alchemy, so when he went out to train or to secret realms, he would often dig up some rare spiritual plants to cultivate.

When I have extra money, I put a few spirit stones in the flowerpot to accelerate the growth of the spirit plant.

Compared to this, even the spiritual spring water suddenly seems less appealing.

boom!
As the two were carefully observing the immortal grass, a muffled sound suddenly came from Mount Sanqing. The sound wasn't loud, but it was quite powerful, and the entire mountain seemed to shake, like a precursor to some kind of earthquake.

However, Meng Shulan calmly waved her hand at them, "It's alright, it's alright, just go about your business. Your master knows what she's doing, she can control it."

With both protective measures and array formations in place, how could they still hear such a loud explosion? That's what you call being able to control it.

Xiao Qi asked worriedly, "Master, will you be unable to refine it?"

It's been half a year already, and I've ruined countless stones while refining them, and I still haven't figured out how it works.

Currently, the demon realm and they are only temporarily maintaining this seemingly peaceful but actually confrontational state, which is unstable.

After all, the Golden-Winged Lion King and his tiger wife were not exactly peaceful. Fifty years ago, they openly sent Zi Ji and four other great demons to him, but secretly they sent away countless others, such as the snake demon Liu Zhu.

They even managed to fool Qin Yuanheng.

“If even Master can’t refine it, then you can’t count on anyone else.” Lu Xiaowu wasn’t too worried. He patted Xiao Qi’s head and said, “You have to trust Master. This isn’t refining an ordinary magic weapon. You have to give her enough time.”

"Alright, I was too impatient."

The two carried the flowerpots down the mountain and met Meng Ziyang and Qiao Tai and their group at the training ground of the camp at the foot of the mountain.

When Xiao Qi saw Dongfang Shuo, she couldn't help but think of the dream she had a couple of days ago.

Even though it was just a dream, seeing the groom she was marrying still made her very embarrassed. The fairy was really something, still playing tricks on people even when she was about to leave.

Now she's almost afraid to see Dongfang Shuo.

But the other party walked over nonchalantly and asked, "Is everything resolved?"

"Ah."

Xiao Qi lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze and continued walking forward while holding the flowerpot.

This seemed very cold to Dongfang Shuo, which made him pause in surprise. What was going on?
He hasn't even started saying or doing anything yet.

He wasn't the only one who found it strange; Lu Xiaowu did too.

The two had walked quite a distance from their camp when he asked Xiao Qi, "Did Dongfang Shuo offend you?"

If so, he wouldn't mind beating him up.

"No, it's just that I don't really want to see him."

Lu Xiaowu completely understood this. It was just like when he was in the sect, he sometimes didn't want to see his sixth junior brother. Even though he hadn't provoked him, he still wanted to beat him up.

"Then you go back first, I'll go and give him some pointers on kung fu."

After saying that, Lu Xiaowu disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Qi didn't take it seriously and skipped home with the immortal herb in her arms.

So, Dongfang Shuo was inexplicably "instructed" by Lu Xiaowu for an entire afternoon.

"Three bodies were found in a deep pit behind an unnamed mountain. Examination revealed they belonged to the Tang family of Nanling."

Xiaoqi originally planned to stay in Sanqingshan until Monday morning before returning to school, but at 5 pm on Sunday, she suddenly received a call from Xia Yunsong.

Tang Ning and his two companions from the Tang family of Nanling launched a night raid on Xia Yi, and Xiao Qi had informed Xia Yunsong beforehand.

Since this is Qingzhou territory, and other cultivators are coming here seeking revenge, it is only natural that Captain Xia should be informed.

That's why he called Xiao Qi immediately after discovering the bodies of Tang Ning and the other two.

Like Xia Yunsong, Xiao Qi's first reaction was that the deaths of these three people were related to Xia Yi.

But then she realized something was wrong, because Xia Yi's injuries hadn't healed yet, and even if they had, she wouldn't be a match for Tang Ning and the other two.

Could it be a frame-up?
"You mean, the body is just left here?"

Xiao Qi arrived very quickly. Before the site survey was even finished, she had already traveled from Sanqing Mountain to an unnamed mountain fifty kilometers away.

The three men died in the exact same way: their throats were slit with a single blow, and each of them had their right hand severed. The cuts were so clean that they could not have been made with an ordinary knife.

"Yes, just leave it here, as if afraid no one will see it."

Although it's located on the back mountain, there's a small path nearby where residents often come for a stroll in the morning and evening, and maybe even take a hike to get some exercise.

So this place isn't usually crowded, but at least it's not remote; people come and go from time to time.

(End of this chapter)