Starting from the two realms, cultivating immortality by taming beasts

Chapter 29 Legends of Immortals

"There's no need for that." Chen Beiwu reached out to support Mo Li. "You've already paid the reward."

Mo Li stood there, stunned.

When did she give the adults a reward? Wouldn't the debt of gratitude just keep growing?

"A certain medicine is needed to treat typhoid fever. I'll go and gather some, and I'll come back to treat you tomorrow." Chen Beiwu turned and left, leaving Mo Li hesitant to speak.

Back in the training room, Chen Beiwu opened his eyes and saw a listless Tie Dan.

"What's wrong? Still can't learn it?" he laughed.

Tie Dan barked three times.

Chen Beiwu's expression shifted: "You mean the cultivation room has too little spiritual energy, making it impossible to feel the rhythm of cultivation?"

Tie Dan nodded.

Some things, once experienced, can never be undone!

It didn't used to think that the spiritual energy in its home was weak, but after going out to climb mountains with its owner, Tie Dan felt as if it were living in a spiritually barren place.

Staying at home, let alone practicing the Heavenly Dog Eating the Sun Sutra, it doesn't even want to move now.

Chen Beiwu glanced at it: "Alright, I'll take you there later. You stay home and watch the house for now."

Upon hearing this, Tie Dan immediately perked up.

Once outside, Chen Beiwu rode the wind towards the comprehensive industrial zone near the back mountain of Pingchen Township.

The integrated industrial park houses four small mechanized factories: a talisman factory, a magic array factory, a forging factory, and a pharmaceutical factory.

These factories produce large quantities of talismans, array plates, refined iron, and medicinal herbs every day, supporting the GDP of the entire Pingchen Township.

The owner of the integrated industrial park is from Pingchen Township and also surnamed Chen. Cultivators in the township who want to buy spiritual materials to learn the four arts of immortal cultivation usually go to the industrial park to buy them, where they can enjoy preferential prices.

If Chen Beiwu remembered correctly, typhoid fever, a disease that only ordinary people can get, can be cured with just one dose of [Wind-Expelling Powder].

Having easily found the factory complex market, Chen Beiwu headed towards the last pharmacy.

The pharmacy was small, with both sides filled with simple white medicine bags, emitting a strong medicinal aroma.

Clearly, the herbs stuffed in the white medicine bag were cheap wholesale goods, not even high-grade exotic herbs.

Above the central counter of the pharmacy is a glass display case, which displays various first-tier exotic herbs.

The gilded electronic screen outside the display case flashed continuously, displaying the names and prices of these medicinal herbs one by one.

As soon as Chen Beiwu entered, the bells on the eaves of the pharmacy jingled softly.

"Hello, fellow Daoist. Is there anything you need?" A slightly overweight middle-aged cultivator walked up to the counter.

Chen Beiwu: "Do you sell any wind-dispelling powder here?"

"Wind-dispelling powder?" The middle-aged cultivator was somewhat surprised.

Previously, mortals needed to take medicine to cure typhoid fever, but as the Immortal Alliance's free cultivation education gradually became more widespread, more and more cultivators emerged on Tianyuan Star, and the physique of their offspring conceived alongside mortals also greatly improved.

Even mortals without spiritual roots and unable to cultivate can have a lifespan of nearly a hundred years.

Things are different now. Typhoid fever is no longer a serious illness for ordinary people. Even if one accidentally catches it, one only needs to endure it for a week or two to recover on their own.

As a result, the Wind-Expelling Powder, a single-purpose, low-level medicine used to treat typhoid fever, became increasingly unpopular.

This was the first time the pharmacy owner had ever encountered someone buying the wind-dispelling powder in all the years he had been running the shop.

"Yes, yes, we have it! One dose of the Wind-Dispelling Powder costs two spirit coins. If you buy a hundred doses at once, you can get a 20% discount for twenty low-grade spirit stones," the middle-aged cultivator said.

Two sets are enough.

Because typhoid fever is contagious, Chen Beiwu bought an extra pair to prevent Mo Li from getting infected and having to make another trip.

"Alright." The cultivator nodded and skillfully picked up the medicinal herbs from the various white medicine bags and prepared them.

As Chen Beiwu picked up the medicine bag after paying the bill, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a message popping up on the electronic screen out of the corner of his eye.

We buy all kinds of Tier 2 spiritual herbs at high prices. Prices are negotiable and the rewards are guaranteed!

"Boss, do you also buy medicinal herbs here?" Chen Beiwu asked curiously.

"Of course I'll take it." The shopkeeper's attitude became enthusiastic: "Fellow Daoist, what kind of elixir are you planning to offer?"

"Do you accept all kinds of second-tier spiritual herbs?" he inquired.

"We'll buy them all, but the purchase price of some medicinal herbs fluctuates quite a bit."

The shopkeeper understood and held up three fingers: "We at Baiyaozhai can buy some second-tier spiritual herbs with legitimate origins at high prices, but for some spiritual herbs with unclear origins, we have to take some risks, so we have to lower the price by 20% to 30%."

"That's really dark!" Chen Beiwu thought to himself.

The price of medicinal herbs on the second-hand market is already reduced by 80%. If the price is further reduced by 20% to 30%, the purchase price will almost drop to half the price sold on the official website of the Immortal Alliance.

Selling second-tier spiritual herbs at such a loss-making price, he might as well take them himself.

"I see." Chen Beiwu left the pharmacy without looking back, and casually bought a spirit-testing paper for five spirit coins at the talisman shop next door.

……

The next morning.

As soon as Chen Beiwu pushed open the door, he saw Mo Li and her father kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, sir!"

This time, Chen Beiwu did not stop it.

If kneeling in gratitude makes the father and daughter feel better, then let them kneel if they want.

"My lord, this is for you." Mo Li stood up and took out a slightly warm silver coin from her bosom.

"This is the money I paid for the Azure Crystal Herb. What, do you want to take the herb back?" Chen Beiwu deliberately asked.

"No, sir, I don't want grass." Mo Li said anxiously.

The reason she shamelessly accepted the money from her savior was to raise enough for her father's medical expenses.

Now that her father has recovered, she is too ashamed to accept so much money.

However, Mo Li was tongue-tied, and when Chen Beiwu refused decisively, she didn't know what to say to explain.

"Alright, I know what you're thinking." Chen Beiwu waved his hand, looking into the distance. "I don't care about this little bit of silver. You can keep it safe."

Mo Li stared blankly at Chen Beiwu, her pretty face slightly flushed as she nodded.

……

A strange thing has happened in Shuanghe Village recently.

Two days ago, a girl from the Mo family brought a stranger back to the village, and the village chief knelt down in public and called him an immortal.

The villagers of Shuanghe Village were skeptical, but dared not refute it.

There are three reasons.

Firstly, the man was too handsome. He would often lie on the blue stone under the locust tree with a black dog on his side, falling asleep to the sound of students reading aloud from the village school. He was like an immortal who didn't need to eat, drink, or relieve himself. Occasionally, he would disappear for a period of time without anyone noticing.

The village chief said it was an immortal returning to heaven!

Secondly, Old Mo from the west of the village fell seriously ill and was about to die in a few days, but he recovered the day after the immortal appeared.

Third, the village chief strictly forbids anyone from disturbing the immortals; violators will be severely punished, their farmland will be reclaimed, and they will be expelled from Shuanghe Village.

"Teacher, teacher. Are there really immortals in this world?" Inside the private school, a little boy stood up to ask the question, his eyes always looking out the window.

The old tutor frowned and tapped the podium with his ruler: "There are no immortals in this world. You are at the age to study now, so stop asking about anecdotes and gossip."

(End of this chapter)