Chapter 417 Dragon Pattern Grass

Granny Jin successfully took the Jade Pivot Divine Thunder, but her speed slowed down, and the distance between her and Song Wen was quickly widened. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

“It’s not that easy to escape.”

Granny Jin was unwilling to let Song Wen escape.

A cold flash appeared in her eyes, and her figure flashed, turning into a green light, chasing Song Wen again.

Just as she chased for a few miles, another Jade Pivot Divine Thunder fell.

Granny Jin had no choice but to gather her magic power again and deal with it with all her strength.

This caused her speed, which had just been raised, to drop sharply again.

“Damn it!”

Watching Song Wen gradually go farther and farther, and disappear in the darkness a hundred miles away, Granny Jin was filled with resentment and cursed in a low voice.

Although she was unwilling, she knew that she could not catch up with Song Wen.

Helplessly, Granny Jin had to turn around and head towards Fangzhu City.

Seeing that the other party did not continue to chase him, Song Wen also slowly slowed down.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As expected, coveting others' things can easily lead to trouble.

Fortunately, Xing Xinxin only invited a mid-stage Jindan cultivator. If it was a Yuanying cultivator, it would be dangerous today.

He suddenly realized that after the Jindan, his mentality had quietly changed.

It seemed that he was not as cautious as before.

"In the future, you must not be as reckless as today."

Song Wen secretly warned himself in his heart.

At the same time, he suddenly remembered something.

A piece of yellow paper suddenly appeared in Song Wen's hand.

The yellow paper was the remaining recipe of the "Corpse Curse Water", which was given to him by a servant in the "Baicao Building" on the Dark Star Black Market.

At that time, the servant said that Baicao Building was the property of the Xing family.

The servant also mentioned the word "Miss" many times.

In addition, Xing Xinxin did not practice the Xing family's righteous practice, but practiced the "Corpse King Blood Refining".

Combining various clues, Song Wen suspected that Xing Xinxin was the "Miss" mentioned by the servant and the actual controller of Baicao Building.

"Perhaps, we should go to Baicaolou to inquire."

Song Wen took off his mask, disguised himself as a young cultivator in his twenties, and flew to the ghost market on his sword.

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"Granny Jin, what happened? Did you catch that guy?"

Xing Xinxin asked impatiently when she saw Grandma Jin coming back.

Granny Jin shook her head.

"He escaped."

"What about the technique?"

"I didn't get the technique either."

Xing Xinxin felt extremely disappointed.

Granny Jin continued. "Miss, you misjudged. That person is not a corpse cultivator, but a righteous cultivator. He is very good at thunder magic."

Xing Xinxin frowned, "How is this possible? If he is a righteous cultivator, why did he repeatedly ask for corpse spiritual materials for trading?"

Granny Jin said, "I don't know about that. However, that person escaped, and he may not give up easily. Miss, you should be more careful these days, and it is best to return to the clan to practice."

"I know, thank Grandma Jin for reminding me."

Xing Xinxin said casually.

Yesterday, she returned to the family and asked Grandma Jin for help. She was called over by her father Xing Gaohan and scolded.

The reason was that Shan Yue ran to Xing Gaohan and cried about Xing Chang being beaten up by Xing Xinxin.

This made Xing Xinxin feel very bad, and Grandma Jin's failure to bring back the follow-up skills was undoubtedly worse, making her feel extremely bad.

Although she was respectful to Grandma Jin on the surface, she was quite dissatisfied with her in her heart.

It was just because of Grandma Jin's cultivation and considering that there were still many places in the future where she would need her help, she did not show it.

Grandma Jin did not give any more advice. She returned the gauze magic weapon and a storage bag to Xing Xinxin.

Afterwards, the two chatted about some insignificant things.

Grandma Jin got up and said goodbye.

It was already two quarters of the morning, not far from dawn, and it was almost time for the black market to close.

When Granny Jin stepped out of the Herb Building, a young cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Period passed by her and stepped into the Herb Building.

"Excuse me, does your store have dragon-patterned grass?"

This was the young cultivator asking the servant.

Granny Jin didn't care about it, and her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Song Wen noticed Granny Jin's departure, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before, he was just guessing, but at this moment, he was already fully confident that Xing Xinxin must be in the Herb Building.

"We have dragon-patterned grass in our store. I wonder how old the medicine is that senior wants?"

The servant's words pulled Song Wen back to his thoughts.

"How old is the oldest medicine?" Song Wen asked.

"Our store has dragon-patterned grass with a maximum age of 500 years, but the price is a little expensive." The servant said.

Song Wen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that the Herb Building actually had such a high-year dragon-patterned grass.

Dragon-patterned grass can improve the blood of monsters.

In the more than one year since he came to Fangzhu City, Song Wen tried several methods, but none of them could make the Holy Armor Gu show signs of advancement.

So, he thought of using the Dragon Pattern Grass to improve the bloodline of the Holy Armor Gu, thereby promoting the Holy Armor Gu to advance.

"How much does a 500-year-old Dragon Pattern Grass cost?"

"Two thousand spirit stones per plant."

The Dragon Pattern Grass is only a second-level spiritual medicine, and it can only be taken by monsters. Although it is 500 years old, the price is a bit expensive.

"How about one thousand spirit stones?" Song Wen asked.

The servant said, "Senior, I'm sorry. This price is set by the host, and no bargaining is allowed."

Song Wen nodded and said, "How many dragon-patterned grass with a five-hundred-year-old medicinal age do you have in your store?"

The servant's eyes lit up. He had met a big customer.

"Replying to the senior, there are eight in total."

Song Wen shook his head, "Only eight? It's a pity that there are not enough."

"How many dragon-patterned grass do you need in total? I can ask the manager to allocate it from other places."

"Fifty." Song Wen said.

The servant's face was immediately overjoyed. Fifty dragon-patterned grass with a five-hundred-year-old medicinal age are worth 100,000 spirit stones.

If he made this deal, he would get a lot of rewards.

"Senior, please follow me to the tea room in the backyard to rest for a while. The dragon-patterned grass can be transferred in less than a quarter of an hour."

Song Wen naturally agreed.

Under the guidance of the servant, the two soon came to the backyard.

The backyard is surrounded by houses on three sides, with a regular layout.

There are rockery and green trees in the courtyard, and the environment is quiet and pleasant.

The servant led Song Wen to a teahouse in the west, brewed spiritual tea for him, told him not to barge in, and then turned and left.

Song Wen picked up the spiritual tea and sipped it leisurely.

Fearing to alert the enemy, he did not rashly use his spiritual sense to explore the backyard.

A sesame-sized Gu insect quietly crawled out of the teahouse.

Half an incense stick later, the Holy Armor Gu returned.

From the mouth of the Holy Armor Gu, Song Wen roughly learned about the situation in the backyard.

The east and west sides of the backyard are all teahouses, and there is nothing unusual inside.

The row of houses in the north is set with a formation restriction, and it is impossible to detect the movement inside.

Song Wen released the Holy Armor Gu again and hid in the rockery in the backyard.

A quarter of an hour later.

The servant and a female cultivator in the foundation-building period appeared.

According to the servant's introduction, the female cultivator is the manager of Baicao Tower.

"Daoyou, there are a total of fifty dragon-patterned grasses here. Please check them."

The female cultivator placed five large jade boxes on the wooden table next to Song Wen.

Song Wen opened the five jade boxes and checked them one by one.

In each jade box, there were ten dragon-patterned grasses, and the age of the medicines had reached 500 years.

Song Wen took out 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, handed them to the female cultivator, and put away the five jade boxes.

"Welcome to visit next time, Daoyou."

When Song Wen stood up to say goodbye, the female cultivator said with a smile on her face.

Hearing this, Song Wen raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, nodded, and continued to walk out of the store without saying anything.