The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 41 The Value of Ginseng

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 The Value of Ginseng

He would rather go back to face Wo Tou and fight to the death like a Great Demon! "Really can’t find them, my dear granny. If the little bat demon transforms and hides among the crowds, we can’t find it either. Otherwise, these two little brats wouldn’t have been roaming free for over ten days."

It seems that no more useful information can be extracted anymore. She nodded at Changtian, who simply raised his hand, and the immortal rope bound on Afu obediently flew up and landed in his palm. Ning Xiaoxian was less than ten feet away from the Bat Demon, but even if he were given a hundred guts, he wouldn’t dare to touch her again.

"We must create the illusion that he broke free from the ropes and escaped." Changtian lifted the immortal rope in his hand and gently pulled it apart, Afu could almost hear the Magic Artifact reluctantly *crackling*, and then it "snapped" into several pieces. The immortal rope that he could not escape from even if he wished for death was now torn into a pile of useless ropes by Changtian as if tearing noodles.

"Sorry, Yu Yao fellow disciple, you didn’t offend me, but I’ve ruined the treasure bestowed by your master!" She silently apologized to Yu Yao in her heart.

"If you want to live, it’s simple. Come, we’ll create proof of your escape." She picked up a paper and pen, placed them in front of the Bat Demon, "I dictate, you write."

He trembled as he picked up the pen, and after writing a few sentences, Changtian frowned, "With hands shaking like this, how can the writing look like it’s from someone who successfully escaped?" She took a look and indeed, the handwriting was twisted and skewed, clearly showing the writer’s immense fear, she couldn’t help but glare at Changtian and said, "Well, isn’t it because you scared him?"

Changtian said helplessly: "Take it to the cell to write." He waved his hand, and Afu disappeared from the spot.

She blinked her eyes. Wow, a great change indeed! She had always been curious about how that Fierce Beast was put into the cell last time, it turns out to be so convenient... He really could be called the Artifact Spirit of the God Demon Prison!

"Can you teleport me around too?"

He said impatiently: "No! You are the master of this God Demon Prison. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been standing safely outside this red line since the first day you saw me."

"Oh? What were you planning to do to me?" Her eyes widened in anticipation of the answer.

Changtian became silent again. When he doesn’t speak, he’s like a clamshell, impenetrable.

Humph, at that time he still said "You are the master here, I pose no threat to you," it turns out that even someone as proud as he can lie. Hmm? Since when did he start replacing "I" with "myself"?

He quickly changed the subject: "We’ve caught this Bat Demon, your mission here is completed, you must quickly leave Siping County." Their entire plan revolved around catching a Bat Demon, and now that the objective was achieved, it was time to leave.

Hmm? You ask why not catch a few more? Cough, who wouldn’t want to, it’s just that Ning Xiaoxian racked her brains and with the help of Quan Shifang everywhere, risking her life, they were only lucky to catch one. Although there are many Bat Demons in the nest, she has no Spiritual Power or Magic Artifacts, what can she use to capture them? The greedy and reckless do not live long.

"Leave?" She hesitated a bit. Two little murderers were still lurking around, the dangers in Siping County not yet resolved, and she’s supposed to just leave like that?

Her expression caught in Changtian’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but feel unnecessarily irritable, thinking she was reluctant to leave Quan Shifang. "Your task is to journey westward, do not get your priorities confused. Leave the matters here to Quan Shifang. He has relatives living here, and his heart for demon extermination is ten times more urgent than yours."

His reasoning was sound. After all, she was just a mortal who carried nothing but a small dagger, not even a decent sword. What made her think she could be a hero every time she encountered injustice on the road? Moreover, it was normal for ordinary people to stay as far away from demon extermination activities as possible.

However, there was still a small voice in her heart reproaching her for not being honorable enough. She couldn’t blame Changtian—"keeping clear of troubles" is the foremost rule every demon must follow. Yet, she could not help but think of the benevolent Old Huang and Quan Shifang, who always protected her; she felt that she couldn’t just run away like this.

Seeing her furrowed brow, Changtian felt a mix of annoyance and pity. He knew he shouldn’t pressure her too much, for after all, it was her legs that had to do the walking. If she didn’t want to go, he could only stick it out with her. "There’s still plenty of time, why not grow some ginseng?" Ah, he reminisced about his resolute and decisive past, yet now he repeatedly changed his mind for this young girl.

True enough, her eyes brightened upon hearing this, and she immediately pushed the previous matter out of her mind. In the novels she had read before, thousand-year-old ginseng was an extremely prestigious symbol. Eating it could suddenly increase one’s power by hundreds of years and extend one’s life by decades—an incredibly heaven-defying effect. It was said that ginseng which had accumulated years and turned into spirits might run around, increasing the difficulty for others to find it. If she could grow a large basket of mature ginseng to auction, wouldn’t she be able to sleep with gold bricks every night?

However, Changtian dismissed her thoughts with a sniff. "Just a mortal’s fancy. In the elixirs of Immortals, thousand-year-old ginseng is merely a secondary ingredient. Not to mention other things, if you could grow a One-day Fruit, one single fruit could be exchanged for at least ten so-called thousand-year-old ginseng plants."

The One-day Fruit seed in her, no, in his hand, turned out to be so valuable!

"However, the demonic power required to grow a One-day Fruit is ten times that of ginseng. Given the current Divine Power collected by the soil, it is more cost-effective to grow ginseng."

Classic "however" from Changtian, forever following like a shadow. He must be a professional at dampening spirits, feeling uncomfortable if he doesn’t get to do so every day?

Feeling depressed, she climbed up to the fifth floor of the God Demon Prison and took out the soil. This little thing came out of the box and cheerfully transformed into ten meters of fertile land. Ning Xiaoxian shook her head and smiled, "We don’t need such a large area." Changtian’s suggestion was to plant five three-hundred-year-old ginseng plants.

The soil adjusted itself and became just a ten-meter square field, where she threw up the ginseng seeds. The miraculous scene of rooting and germination ensued, though much slower this time. After all, Divine Power was too precious, and the slower the crop grew, the less Divine Power it consumed.

"If there’s nothing urgent tomorrow morning, go buy a Pill Furnace, and then come inside to learn the alchemy technique, starting with this three-hundred-year-old ginseng." Since she did not want to leave, he had to find something for her to do. Once Quan Shifang and others had left Siping County, she would have to embark on the westward journey alone, so it was necessary to prepare early.

Though he truly detested Quan Shifang from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that with this guy around, Ning Xiaoxian’s personal safety was considerably enhanced.

"Ah, starting tomorrow morning?" Instructor Changtian’s tasks were always so packed; since obtaining the God Demon Prison, it seemed as if there hadn’t been a single day when she was idle. Just this noon, she was frightened terribly by Afu, that feeling of seeing God in the next second lingered in her heart—couldn’t there be a slight rest to console her injured soul?

His tone already carried displeasure: "Do you have any reflections on today’s events?"

Of course, there were! "Afu is just a cannon fodder level little demon, yet his strength and speed are many times superior to mine, he could easily take my life; yet under Quan Shifang’s sword, Afu couldn’t withstand a single blow!"

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