I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 224 - 138: Divine Secrets Sought, Trading Three Thousand Years of Life for Three Taels

Chapter 224: Chapter 138: Divine Secrets Sought, Trading Three Thousand Years of Life for Three Taels

"I’m fucked, this thing actually can run, and it runs so damn fast..." Gu Shanhai couldn’t help but curse.

A month ago, he left the capital for the North Desert, mainly because he had divined a heavenly treasure. It wasn’t his fate to claim, but he forcefully pursued it anyway.

It was one of the nine Immortal Herbs, a ginseng no less, and not just any ginseng but the three-tael-weighted king of all herbs, with the ability to sense changes before the autumn wind stirs—a ginseng that had been playing hide-and-seek with Gu Shanhai.

The main issue was this thing could burrow through the earth, which was absolutely outrageous; Gu Shanhai almost questioned his life choices.

He had seen ginseng transform into Ginseng Babies and Earth Spirit Essences using Earth Escape in his past life, and he had eaten plenty, but such occurrences were limited to the realms of immortals and Fantasy World. So, coming across such a creature in a moderate-level martial world really challenged his worldviews.

If not for his divination that it hadn’t transformed into a spirit but was simply a creature of unique talents, he wouldn’t have dared to catch it.

"Little White, do you have any ideas?" Gu Shanhai looked at Little White, who had run off somewhere by now, eluding even his senses.

However, in this North Desert, his nose for treasure had sniffed out many precious stones and metals, which were of little use to him.

Catching the ginseng was the priority; this king of herbs was undoubtedly still in its youth. The current Spiritual Energy couldn’t sustain its growth, so capturing it would be a huge win.

The value of this king of herbs even surpassed his Seven Treasures Heavenly Lotus. If he could gather the gold orchid, Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, the three-tael-weighted ginseng, Hundred and twenty-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, sixty-year-old Ganoderma, and a few other specifics from the nine Immortal Herbs, his main ingredients would surely be secured for the future.

Why only six out of the nine Immortal Herbs? Because the other three are the thousand-year-old Ganoderma, sea pearls, and Cordyceps. The sea pearls aren’t worth mentioning, as they can’t be cultivated. The thousand-year-old Ganoderma and Cordyceps are fungi, not plants, so he couldn’t grow them. He didn’t intend to cultivate a fungal symbiosis alongside the plant integration that was already taxing him enough.

It’s not as if anything that looks like a plant should be grown inside his body.

"Meow~" Little White expressed that it had no way to deal with the ginseng, which not only was adept at digging but also at drifting; even it couldn’t keep up.

"Then there’s no choice, I have to bet my life on it." Not that there was no way at all; it was a choice between spending money or spending life. Spending money was out of the question since he simply couldn’t afford it; thus, the only option left was to risk his life.

"I’m going to have to invest a bit of blood now, otherwise, I might really not be able to catch it."

Gu Shanhai prepared to use the Internal Organ Divination Skill, which was quite useful. As for whose organs to divinate, that was an easy decision—naturally his own.

"Lucky I had my Magic Eye, Secret Technique Eye, and the Eye of Strength permanently set; otherwise, seeing my own organs would be troublesome."

After positioning his eyeballs, Gu Shanhai casually tore open his chest along with a large part of his abdomen.

"Jeez~ It does hurt a bit to harm oneself." Gu Shanhai winced in pain.

But at that moment, there was no time to worry about the pain. Through the view of his eyeballs, Gu Shanhai used the Internal Organ Divination Skill, simultaneously controlling life force to suppress the wound and using the Spirit Blade to continue the tearing, while his hands fiddled with his own organs for divination.

With the divination, a torrent of visions and prophecies flooded into his mind, giving him the feeling of being connected to the entire world.

It was certainly an illusion, just that the influx of too many and too diverse images led to a touch of confusion.

Time ticked away, and the intense pain overwhelmed Gu Shanhai’s nerves while his exposed organs squirmed in the open air.

As the sky gradually darkened, Gu Shanhai finally came to his senses.

"I’ve done it, now I just need to ’invite the bell into the jar.’" Gu Shanhai quickly stitched up the huge wounds in his chest and abdomen, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"As damaging to the body as it is to life, the Internal Organ Divination Skill is powerful, yet not too kind to me."

Gu Shanhai had divined more than once; this king of herbs wasn’t part of his fate to begin with, he wasn’t virtuous, so he couldn’t just take it at will.

Unlike the Seven Treasures Heavenly Lotus, which was ownerless, his forceful claim was not about violently taking it by force—it was indeed possible to take it by unlocking his extremities. There would be no need for the cumbersome Internal Organ Divination Skill since the king of herbs, no matter how fast, couldn’t outspeed him.

So, to acquire it lawfully, he’d have to let the king of herbs come to him willingly.

It was equivalent to trading his lifespan for this chance.

"Let’s go, it’s time to wait for this thing to deliver itself." Gu Shanhai decided not to continue pursuing the king of herbs but instructed Little White to leave the area.

When claiming a chance, the method is crucial; only when you avoid leaving any trace, do you employ the highest art of acquisition, rather than stepping on the hero’s toes or stealing his love interest. If it were so easy to be snatched away, it wouldn’t be fate; it would be a delivery.

Gu Shanhai was so adept at this since in his past life he had run out of money following the expensive paths and was forced to hijack chances to make ends meet. In those days, he had turned to the Heavenly Mechanism Flow way of operation. That’s how he knew how to seize chances, how to wrap things up, or even how to flee, and if he couldn’t escape, how to kill his debtors.

Unless he couldn’t pay back, Gu Shanhai wouldn’t resort to killing his creditors; at most, he would transfer the debt to someone else.

Now he lacked the knowledge to transfer debts in his integrated system; otherwise, he would have offloaded his debts in his previous world. To learn such skills, he’d need to find a specific world.