I became an immortal by synthesizing plants.

As Chen Qingshan entered Languo Town, he was surrounded by a lively crowd.

"Young man, are you here to buy blueberries? My blueberries are the best quality, juicy and sweet."

"Stop bragging about your sour blueberries. Everyone knows Blueberry Town, but the blueberries from my Qingxiang Mountain are the best."

Just as the group was arguing, Chen Qingshan interrupted them.

"I'd like to buy a few blueberry saplings, do you have any?" Chen Qingshan was getting a headache from their noise and wanted to find an excuse to leave.

"Yes, yes, yes! The blueberry seedlings from my Hongyashan Mountain are of the best quality, with strong vitality, and the fruits they produce are large and sweet!"

A middle-aged man dressed in red with blue berries embroidered on his clothes walked over.

Chen Qingshan became interested and asked, "How many spirit stones does a single tree cost?"

The middle-aged man in red didn't answer, but instead smiled and asked, "Do you want a one-year-old sapling, or a two- or three-year-old one?"

Having read the information about Blue Fruit Town, Chen Qingshan naturally knew that these Blue Fruits had not yet reached the first rank.

"I'll take 20 trees, they'll be three years old."

The man in red, not expecting Chen Qingshan to only buy 20 trees, said dryly, "One three-year-old blue fruit seedling costs 100 low-grade spirit stones."

Chen Qingshan nodded and took out two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

The man in red did not accept the spirit stones, but instead led Chen Qingshan away from Blue Fruit Town.

We walked westward for about ten miles and came to a mountain.

All the mountains around here are planted with blueberry trees, and many of them are still seedlings.

"Young man, come with me up the mountain to choose your favorite sapling."

After saying that, the man in red started walking up the mountain.

Chen Qingshan also followed them up the mountain.

On the mountain, there are many blueberry seedlings, and each plot of land is marked with the year.

The man in red led Chen Qingshan to a forest of three-year-old blueberry seedlings and let Chen Qingshan go in and choose one himself.

Chen Qingshan glanced at them casually and, finding nothing particularly interesting, casually picked out 20 blueberry tree seedlings.

The man in red went inside with a shovel, and in less than an hour, he brought out the saplings that Chen Qingshan had selected.

Chen Qingshan took out two thousand low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the man in red.

This time, the man in red did not refuse, but happily accepted the two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

As the man in red led Chen Qingshan down the mountain, he seemed a little silent and asked:

"Young man, where are you from? Are you from Guiyang Town or Zican Town nearby?"

"Me? I'm from Golden Peach Town. You might not have heard of me."

The man in red looked at Chen Qingshan with some suspicion after hearing his words.

"I've heard of Golden Peach Town. It has produced many Golden Core cultivators in recent years, but it's too far away for me to go and see."

The man in red sighed.

Then, he looked at Chen Qingshan with surprise and said, "You wouldn't happen to be a Golden Core Realm ancestor, would you?"

Chen Qingshan smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

The man in red smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, what a coincidence! Blue Fruit Town hasn't produced a Golden Core cultivator in thousands of years."

"I wonder if that top-performing kid from town this year will have a chance to advance to the Golden Core Realm, so that our town can also produce a Golden Core Realm cultivator."

Chen Qingshan smiled and said, "There will be an opportunity."

Back in town, Chen Qingshan bought a few blueberries to try.

It tastes similar to green apples from the north, but with a hint of tropical fruit flavor.

And indeed, just as they said, it tastes sweet and is very juicy.

The price of this blue fruit is not very expensive; a first-tier blue fruit only costs 6 low-grade spirit stones.

Chen Qingshan rested for one night at the inn, paid 3 low-grade spirit stones, and then left.

Following the route, Chen Qingshan's next destination was Guiyang Town, as mentioned by the man in red.

There, Chen Qingshan found the spiritual plant he desired: the Guiyang Grape.

Although it is autumn, you won't be able to taste fresh grapes if you don't arrive in time.

Guiyang grapes are a variant of Kyoho grapes, with a slightly thicker skin and less juice than Kyoho grapes.

Although it was only 500 li (approximately 250 kilometers), it took Chen Qingshan a full month to travel it.

The people in Guiyang Town are not as numerous as those in Langguo Town, and they are not as enthusiastic when they encounter passersby.

When Chen Qingshan arrived at the town, the rows of drying towers standing outside the town made him feel somewhat emotional.

People in Guiyang Town are transporting truckloads of Guiyang grapes into the drying tower.

Chen Qingshan walked to a small shop in the town that sold fresh Guiyang grapes.

Not many people walked around the small shop, but the man and woman who ran it were very enthusiastic towards passersby.

"Hey sir, how about some Guiyang grapes? They were just picked from the mountains this morning, super fresh!"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Qingshan went over and bought a few bunches of Guiyang grapes.

After trying a few, I found that the Guiyang grapes were indeed as fresh as they had said.

Moreover, the trace of yang energy in the Guiyang grape has not yet dissipated.

After buying a few bunches of grapes, Chen Qingshan chatted with the man at the shop for a while and learned that the man and woman were a married couple.

The grapes they sell are grown by themselves.

"Do you sell grape seedlings?" Chen Qingshan asked.

"They're for sale, but I don't know how many seedlings you want?"

The man's expression became even more enthusiastic.

"I'll take 50 trees. How many spirit stones per tree?"

"It's not expensive, only 300 low-grade spirit stones."

The man hesitated for a moment before speaking with some difficulty.

Without wasting any more words, Chen Qingshan took out 15,000 low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the man.

Seeing Chen Qingshan's generosity, the man had his wife take the spirit stone and then walked up the mountain without looking back.

Chen Qingshan wasn't worried that this guy would take the spirit stones and not do anything, since his cultivation level allowed him to control all unexpected situations here.

The man's cultivation level was only at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he looked like a young man in his thirties.

However, in Chen Qingshan's perception, this guy was already close to 40 years old.

Under the blazing midday sun, Chen Qingshan stood on the grape trellis for almost an hour.

The man ran back, drenched in sweat, and placed all 53 Guiyang grape seedlings from his storage bag in front of Chen Qingshan.

Looking at these Guiyang grape seedlings, which were of reasonably good quality, Chen Qingshan accepted them with a smile.

"Thank you, shopkeeper, but why did you send three extra trees?"

Chen Qingshan knew very well that these three Guiyang grape seedlings, worth 1500 low-grade spirit stones, were equivalent to half a year's income for an ordinary cultivator like them.

"These are for you. We just happened to be clearing a plot of land on the mountain to plant new spiritual plants, so I thought I'd give you the remaining few."

The shopkeeper scratched his head and thought for a while before speaking.

Chen Qingshan smiled, waved his hand, took out 1500 spirit stones, and then disappeared.