I can identify everything, but this is an upgraded version of identification.

Iron Bone Vine: Consuming it can strengthen bones.

"Boss, how much is this bone-strengthening herb?"

Upon seeing the Bone Strengthening Grass, which could be upgraded to Iron Bone Vine, Su Changming immediately became interested.

With these herbs that can strengthen bones, the progress of the Hundred Forging Technique should be much faster.

"My sage, the Bone-Strengthening Herb costs eight taels of silver per pound. Simply grind it into powder and apply it to your body, and it will strengthen your bones..."

Inside the herbal medicine shop, a tall, burly man was smiling ingratiatingly.

"In that case, give me a penny."

Su Changming nodded and took out a spirit coin from his storage bag.

One hundred taels of silver can be exchanged for one spirit coin, while ten spirit coins can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone.

However, spirit coins are only used as currency for transactions. Although they contain some spiritual energy, they cannot be used for cultivation at all.

In comparison, low-grade spirit stones can not only be used for cultivation by Qi Refining stage cultivators, but also for driving animals. Exchanging spirit coins for spirit stones often results in a premium.

"Immortal Master, you happen to be the hundredth guest today. To bring you good luck, I'll pack you twenty-five catties of bone-strengthening herbs."

The pharmacy owner quickly packed up the bone-strengthening herbs.

Storage bags are not cheap, and usually only those from powerful families can afford them. Ordinary cultivators from poor families usually carry their belongings on their person, so you often see them carrying large and small bags on their backs.

If this market town didn't belong to the Liuyun Sect, there would probably be many unscrupulous people who would commit murder for money.

However, this market is mainly for menial disciples or cultivators from humble backgrounds. It's quite strange that these family cultivators would even consider this small Bone-Splitting Grass...

Although the pharmacy owner was puzzled, he kept working and quickly filled a large bundle with bone-strengthening herbs.

After Su Changming handed over a spirit coin, he simply handed over the bone-strengthening grass.

With a flash of light, Su Changming put the Bone Strengthening Grass into his storage bag.

The pharmacy owner couldn't help but show an envious expression.

I really envy cultivators who have storage bags. If I had one, even just a tiny bit of space, I don't know how much trouble it would save me...

Su Changming ignored the pharmacy owner's envious gaze.

Or perhaps he's already used to it.

Every time I come to the market to shop, I am met with envious and jealous looks from these vendors.

Storage bags are expensive, but that's for cultivators who don't know the proper methods.

For example, Su Changming, although he was just a collateral descendant of the family and was not valued, was still given a storage bag with a space of one zhang in size when he came to Liuyun Sect to study.

If this were auctioned off in the outside world, a rogue cultivator would probably need to spend a hundred low-grade spirit stones to bid for it.

Of course, cheaper storage bags are also available, costing only a few dozen low-grade spirit stones.

But the size would probably only be one or two feet...

"Doing everything myself is indeed a waste of time..."

Walking through the market, Su Changming kept looking at the surrounding herbs and pondering.

Of these common herbs, very few can be identified and recognized.

He usually needs to spend most of his time practicing cultivation, so if someone could help him with the purchases, it would undoubtedly save him a lot of time.

Not to mention that the spiritual food and rice we eat on a regular basis require quite a bit of time to cook...

"Maybe I should get a servant?"

Su Changming stroked his chin.

The Su family is not a small family either, and there is an ancestor in the family who is at the pseudo-core realm.

Why didn't the original owner bring a maid or something when she entered the sect?

Shaking his head, Su Changming walked towards Baicheng.

If he were to announce at the foot of Liuyun Sect Mountain that he needed to recruit servants, many menial disciples would probably be willing to do so.

But what he wanted was a servant who had no ambition and was solely dedicated to saving him time.

Therefore, it is impossible to recruit those menial disciples who aspire to embark on the path of immortality.

If that's the case... then those martial artists at the Innate Realm who have families and possess considerable strength should be good candidates.

But can I find such a convenient servant?

Whether it will work or not, we'll have to try and see.

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Baicheng, Shizijie...

"Are there really no martial artists at the late-stage Innate Realm?"

Su Changming frowned and asked the human trafficker in front of him.

"Oh my goodness, Immortal Master! How could a martial artist at the late stage of the Innate Realm be sold to a lowly strategist like me! Even if he dared to sell himself, I wouldn't dare accept it!"

The human trafficker, known in the underworld as Eighth Master, said with a forced smile.

"The mid-stage of the Innate Realm?"

Su Changming asked again.

However, Eighth Master still had a bitter face.

"Immortal Master, I have a martial artist here who is at the early stage of the Innate Realm. Would you like to take a look?"

Seeing Su Changming's brows furrowing deeper and deeper, Eighth Master felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

What if the immortal master gets dissatisfied and wipes me out in an instant?

Left with no other choice, he had to bring out his own guards.

I imagine Master Liu would be very excited to know that he could do things for the Immortal Master.

Eighth Master couldn't help but think of it.

As for Master Liu disagreeing... what a joke! In front of a celestial master, what reason would a mortal have to disagree?

"Alright, let's take a look first."

Su Changming nodded.

He originally intended to select the best, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult to find servants at the Innate Realm. Even after finding the biggest human trafficker in Baicheng, he could only find one martial artist at the early stage of the Innate Realm.

No wonder.

Those innate martial artists who intend to become servants must have already joined the ranks of immortal cultivation families.

In his memory, the original owner's family, the Su family, had many guards at the Innate Realm.

"Immortal Master, please come with me."

Eighth Master bowed respectfully and pointed in a direction.

After Su Changming caught up, he led the way.

"...Mr. Zhang, please have mercy! My granddaughter is only thirteen years old!"

"Thirteen years old, thirteen years old is old enough. Since you can't pay back the money your gambling son owes, let his daughter pay it back."

"...Master Zhang, I've kowtowed to you! Please, I beg you, have mercy!"

"Kowtowing won't do any good. If you keep nagging, I'll send this brat to a brothel..."

Not long after leaving the market, Su Changming heard a commotion nearby.

"What's going on?"

Su Changming couldn't help but ask.

"Oh...it's Old Man Li. His son gambled and owed money, but the old man had no money, so he had to use his granddaughter as collateral."

Eighth Master explained in a relaxed tone.

Upon hearing this, Su Changming slowly walked over.

"How can you bully the elderly and weak in broad daylight?"

Su Changming spoke up.

"Where did this pretty boy come from, daring to talk to you, Master Zhang..."

The arrogant thug, who called himself Master Zhang, said.

"Are you blind? How dare you talk back to the Immortal Master!"

Before the thug could finish speaking, he was kicked away by Master Ba.

"I apologize, Immortal Master, for offending your eyes. I will dispose of this filthy thing shortly."

Eighth Master hurriedly knelt down and apologized.

"No need..."

Su Changming waved his hand.

He walked over to the grandfather and grandson.

"What's your name?"

Su Changming asked with great interest.

The disheveled little girl in front of him was clutching a piece of gravel tightly in her hand, and a little blood dripped from between her palms.