Under the maple tree sat an old man in plain clothes, dozing off. He was seated on a bamboo stool, his head occasionally nodding downwards.

In front of his stall, there were a dozen or so open cloth bags, with the names of Spirit Medicine Seeds written on wooden plaques in front of them. Qin Yang immediately spotted the bag selling Primordial Spirit Grass seeds.

However, compared to other stalls, business here was quite slow.

This wasn't hard to understand, as Earth had thin Spiritual Energy, making Spirit Medicine cultivation difficult. In the Ancient Martial Realm, only a few top sects with geographical advantage would plant Spirit Medicine and have dedicated overseers, but the survival rate of Spirit Medicine was not high. Ordinary second or third-rate Ancient Martial Sects rarely put effort into cultivating Spirit Medicine as it was laborious and not rewarding.

"Old sir, you have a customer."

Looking at the old man in plain clothes who was so bored he was dozing off, Qin Yang found it quite amusing and spoke.

However, the old man's head continued to nod occasionally, with light snoring sounds, showing no signs of waking up.

"Brother Qin Yang, leave it to me."

Zilan said with a giggle, then picked up a maple leaf from the ground with her small hand. With light footsteps, she walked over and gently placed the leaf on the itchy spot of the old man's nose, but he still showed no reaction.

"Huh? It doesn't work? Every time Grandpa dozes off, this trick usually works…"

Zilan blinked her beautiful eyes, puzzled.

"Forget it, Zilan. Since no one is watching here, I think we can just take it away."

Qin Yang glanced at the old man in plain clothes and suddenly chuckled.

Saying that, Qin Yang didn't hesitate and reached for the bag containing the Primordial Spirit Grass seeds.

At that moment, as if sensing something, the old man in plain clothes suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. His old eyes looked at Qin Yang and he asked with a cheerful smile, "Oh, young friend, are you looking to buy some seeds?"

"Haha, I thought the old sir didn't care about these seeds at all."

Seeing the old man suddenly awaken, Qin Yang said with a smile.

He had just realized that the old man wasn't actually dozing off but was practicing a breathing Heart Method that looked like napping. That faint aura seemed to have reached the Earth Tier.

"Hehe, young friend, what are you saying? These are old me's lifeline."

The old man in plain clothes chuckled generously.

"How much for these Primordial Spirit Grass seeds?"

Qin Yang bent down, took out a Primordial Spirit Grass seed from the bag and asked.

"Haha, one Violent Dragon Pill for one hundred Primordial Spirit Grass seeds," the old man in plain clothes said.

"That's a bit pricey. From what I know, out of one hundred Primordial Spirit Grass seeds, only about ten to twenty will sprout. It requires a lot of effort and offers little reward. It's better to buy ten mature Primordial Spirit Grass for one Violent Dragon Pill instead."

Upon hearing that, Qin Yang frowned slightly and said.

"Young friend, I'm afraid old me does not bargain here."

The old man in plain clothes waved his hand and chuckled.

Hearing this, Qin Yang was somewhat speechless, but it seemed this market only had the old man selling Spirit Medicine seeds.

"Alright, how many are there here? I'll take them all."

Qin Yang said.

"This bag contains over eight thousand seeds. If young friend wants them all, just give me eighty Violent Dragon Pills."

The old man said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yang nodded, took out eighty Violent Dragon Pills, handed them to the old man, then took the bag containing the Primordial Spirit Grass seeds.

What he stated about the survival rate of Primordial Spirit Grass was based on Earth's thin Spiritual Energy. Once Feipu Manor fills with Spiritual Energy, coupled with his Spirit Rain Skill, the survival rate would not be lower than five thousand for the eight thousand seeds.

Counting the one hundred sixty spent on buying Primordial Spirit Grass, nearly half of the Violent Dragon Pills he had were already spent.

After storing away the Primordial Spirit Grass seeds, Qin Yang's gaze shifted to other seeds.

"Young friend, do you need other Spirit Medicine seeds too?"

Having completed a deal, the old man in plain clothes seemed in good spirits, continuing to greet with a smile.

"There are seeds for Red Blood Grass, Pass Conduction Grass, and Cyan Wood Vine here, but these are low-level Spirit Medicines and not very useful to me. Cyan Essence Fruit, Flame Heart Fruit, and White Saliva Fruit—these Spirit Fruits could be cultivated a bit. Oh look, there are Red Jade Orange seeds here. This could be used to brew Immortal Orange Wine, which is sure to be much better than that brewed with ordinary oranges."

Looking at the Spirit Herbs and Spirit Fruit seeds on the stall, Qin Yang mused to himself.

Immortal Orange Wine brewed with Red Jade Oranges can be used as special supplies. Disciples of the Celestial Sword Pavilion and people of Feipu Manor can enjoy it. Immortal Orange Wine made with regular oranges can be sold directly.

"How much for the Red Jade Orange seeds?"

Qin Yang pointed at the Red Jade Orange seeds and asked.

"There are sixty Red Jade Orange seeds here, one seed for one Violent Dragon Pill."

The old man in plain clothes said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yang didn't even feel like bargaining because he knew it was useless, so he directly threw out sixty Violent Dragon Pills and handed them to the old man.

After buying some Cyan Essence Fruit, White Saliva Fruit, and the versatile Silver Moon Flower seeds, the Violent Dragon Pills in Qin Yang's pocket were almost depleted.

"Hehe…"

The old man in plain clothes watched his gradually bulging Silk Bag, grinning happily. It truly felt like feast or famine with selling Spirit Medicine seeds.

"Let's go."

After storing the purchased Spirit Medicine seeds, Qin Yang planned to leave with the two girls.

"Wait a moment, young friend, old me still has a rare Spirit Fruit seed. I wonder if young friend is interested to try it."

Seeing Qin Yang about to leave, the old man in plain clothes suddenly called out.

"Oh? What seed?"

Qin Yang paused and looked at the old man with curiosity.

"I'm not sure."

The old man in plain clothes shook his head and said.

"Uh…"

Qin Yang's face froze.

"To be honest, I really don't know what Spirit Fruit this seed comes from, but I've appraised it at a thousand Violent Dragon Pills."

The old man in plain clothes said with a cheerful smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yang was utterly speechless. This old man must be joking, daring to price an unknown Spirit Fruit seed at a thousand Violent Dragon Pills.

Bi Luoyue and Zilan, standing to the side, also found it somewhat amusing.

"Hehe, young friend, why not take a look first?"

The old man in plain clothes knew that words alone were unconvincing, so he directly took out a White Jade Cold Box from a small wooden box beside him, cold air streaming from the White Jade Cold Box.

The old man in plain clothes opened it.

Inside the White Jade Cold Box lay a seed the size of a glass marble, sparkling with a crystal-like red hue, translucent and round, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"This is… a Spirit Condensing Fruit seed?!"

Upon seeing the seed inside the White Jade Cold Box, Qin Yang's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a look of ecstasy surged in his eyes, his heart exclaiming with surprise.

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