1492 Marrow Recovery Pill
Chi Shuyan didn’t expect to be so lucky when she came to the Jing Auction House this time. Nowadays, 100-year-old medicinal herbs were already considered very good and rare for refining pills. As for herbs that were more than 1,000 years old, they were really rare and hard to come by. Usually, ancient martial families would hide them for their own use and not sell them to outsiders.
It could be said that no amount of money could buy this kind of herb that was more than 1,000 years old, so when Chi Shuyan heard Qian Zhengde’s words, she became excited, though she remained calm on the surface. “Really? Does your shop really have herbs that are more than 1,000 years old?”
Seeing the smile in Miss Chi’s eyes, Qian Zhengde knew that she was probably very interested in 1,000-year-old herbs. He immediately said, “Miss Chi, this way please.”
Chi Shuyan followed Qian Zhengde to a backroom. Not long after, Qian Zhengde opened a safe and carefully took out a few boxes. As soon as Chi Shuyan touched one box, she felt a scorching aura enter her body. Chi Shuyan stared at the box in astonishment.
Seeing this, Qian Zhengde immediately opened the box carefully and introduced, “Miss Chi, this is a 1,000-year-old Fire Lingzhi. It’s very rare.”
Chi Shuyan was pleasantly surprised when she saw this 1,000-year-old Fire Lingzhi. It was different from other lingzhi. It was fiery red in color. Moreover, it contained abundant spiritual energy that couldn’t compare at all with 100-year-old herbs. After she opened the box, the temperature in the room gradually increased. It was clearly autumn, but in front of this Fire Lingzhi, it felt like a hot summer day.
Fortunately, Chi Shuyan’s cultivation level wasn’t low, so she could still withstand this heat. As for Qian Zhengde, his cultivation level wasn’t high. Not long after, his face was covered in sweat and flushed red, as if he had been under the sun for a long time.
Chi Shuyan’s eyes were filled with excitement as she stared fixedly at the Fire Lingzhi in the box. Seeing this, Qian Zhengde asked, “Miss Chi, what pills can you refine with this Fire Lingzhi?”
Chi Shuyan had traded Spirit Gathering Pills with the Jing family before. She had wanted to keep a low profile and just refine more level 1 and 2 pills in the future. Who would have thought that the Jing Auction House would suddenly come up with this?
If she wanted this 1,000-year-old Fire Lingzhi, she couldn’t keep a low profile any longer. Not only that, she would have to demonstrate her unique worth.
Only then would she be able to get this kind of good thing in the future. Chi Shuyan never underestimated the heritage of ancient martial families. She had felt that she was losing out a little in this cooperation with the other party, but from the looks of it now, that might not be the case. If things worked out well, it would be a win-win situation for both parties.
After all, no matter how high her cultivation level was and how good she was at refining pills, it would be a waste of her abilities if she couldn’t get the herbs.
Chi Shuyan’s eyes flashed. After deliberating for a moment, she replied, “If you give me this Fire Lingzhi, I can provide your shop with a level 3 Marrow Recovery Pill.”
The Marrow Recovery Pill was a life-saving pill that could only be taken by people whose cultivation had stagnated because of damage. Whether their cultivation was crippled or they were seriously injured, as long as they took this Marrow Recovery Pill, not only could they cultivate again, their tendons and marrow would also be cleansed to a certain extent, improving the cultivator’s innate talent.
This cleansing effect was far weaker than what an authentic Marrow Cleansing Pill could do, so Chi Shuyan didn’t dwell on that. She was afraid that Qian Zhengde didn’t understand the use of the Marrow Recovery Pill. After all, it was available in the cultivation world, but not necessarily in this world, so she patiently and carefully explained the benefits of the pill.
Chi Shuyan didn’t think much of the Marrow Recovery Pill, but her explanation caused a storm in Qian Zhengde’s heart, especially when he heard that it could improve a cultivator’s talent. No matter how calm Qian Zhengde had been before, he couldn’t remain calm at that moment. He sucked in a cold breath of air and his hands shook. He was so shocked that he almost dropped the box with the Fire Lingzhi in it. Fortunately, Qian Zhengde hurriedly clutched the box. He was in a daze as he lost his mind, but his fingers were white; one could imagine how excited and shaken he was at that moment.
Chi Shuyan looked at him and asked, “Manager Qian, is that okay? If I can refine the Marrow Recovery Pill, can you give me this 1,000-year-old lingzhi?”
Fired up by what he had heard, Qian Zhengde couldn’t wait to say, “Okay.” However, this was a serious matter, and he couldn’t make the decision on his own. He just told Chi Shuyan to wait for a while. Chi Shuyan looked up and saw that Manager Qian was holding back his excitement as he called someone over; most likely, he was getting someone to let Jing Hengran know.
Chi Shuyan did want this 1,000-year-old Fire Lingzhi, and knew that she could only talk to Jing Hengran about it. However, this person looked gentle, but was actually very shrewd. She had to be more careful in the negotiation later.
Not long after, Jing Hengran arrived. Qian Zhengde whispered in his ear in a shaky voice. In the blink of an eye, Jing Hengran’s calm faded, and he wore a similar expression to Qian Zhengde. He was very agitated and couldn’t suppress his excitement. Even the veins on his temples bulged. One could imagine how shaken he was feeling at that moment.
Chi Shuyan took in Jing Hengran’s expression carefully and knew that she would have the upper hand in the negotiation later. Thinking this, Chi Shuyan’s mood improved a lot.
“Miss Chi!” Not long after, Jing Hengran strode over in a hurry. Although he had calmed down, Chi Shuyan could still feel his hand tremble as they shook hands. He should indeed be quite interested in the Marrow Recovery Pill.
Chi Shuyan didn’t know that this Marrow Recovery Pill wasn’t just rare – it was very, very rare. The fact that it could enable cultivators with damaged heart meridians and stagnant cultivation to continue cultivating was shocking enough; Jing Hengran didn’t dare imagine how a heaven-defying pill like the Marrow Recovery Pill could cleanse the tendons and marrow, and improve a cultivator’s innate talent.
If word of this Marrow Recovery Pill spread, all the ancient martial families, including Jing Hengran’s father, probably wouldn’t be able to sit still, and would immediately mobilize their full strength. Jing Hengran never expected a 1,000-year-old Fire Lingzhi to actually be able to yield such an unexpected benefit. Looking at the young lady in front of him, Jing Hengran’s gaze was completely different. He suppressed the shock and excitement in his heart, pursed his lips, and said with difficulty, “Miss Chi, is what you said about the Marrow Recovery Pill true?”
