Chapter 2 Arrival at the Post

  It was a piece of dark brown withered wood, about the size of a bowl mouth, only about three inches long and short. On the edge of the wood, there were several slender tender branches, each with two delicate leaves growing on it.

  At first glance, it looks like a tree that has been cut off, with new tender buds growing out of the cross-section. However, if you look closely, you can see that on several tender green leaves, there are some strange patterns that don't resemble the normal veins of plants.

  The surprise in her eyes was also only suitable for a moment, and Ling Wushuang moved his gaze away as if nothing had happened.

  Ling Wushuang casually picked up a pale green crystal core and weighed it in his hand, "Boss, how much is this thing?"

  Emerald green crystal nucleus, semi-transparent, like jade, very beautiful.

  The boss saw that Ling Wu had chosen for so long, but he only chose a piece of 9th-order Xuan Beast Crystal Core. He was somewhat disappointed, but he smiled and said: "This is a crystal core of the 9th-order Peacock King, one thousand two silver coins."

  He looked at the attire of these two people, and determined that they were either a young master or miss from a large hunting tribe, or else a young noble from a big clan who was out on an expedition. He had thought to take advantage of them and make a quick profit, but unexpectedly, this little girl had spent half a day looking around, only to set her sights on a crystal core.

  As expected, she's just a little girl who likes pretty things.

  "A thousand two silver coins?" Ling Wu Xiang was somewhat surprised, it's that cheap?

  The crystal core of the nine-tiered Peacock King is also extremely precious, at least worth tens of thousands of taels. She needs to refine a kind of elixir, which happens to require the essence of the Peacock King's crystal core.

  Zhan Xiu's resolute and handsome face floated with a smile, of course knowing that Ling Wushuang was wondering what he meant. He walked slowly to her ear and explained in a low voice: "In these strongholds, the thing that is least lacking is the core of the mysterious beast crystal. Almost every shop has it for sale, even if it's a ninth-level mysterious beast, it's not rare at all. Naturally, it's much cheaper than outside. However, some extremely precious things here are worth a sky-high price."

  After finishing, Zhan Xiou added a summary sentence, "That is to say, there are many cheap treasures, but if there is one that is extremely rare and precious, it will be caught by these people and slaughtered to death."

  Such things are rare and hard to come by. If he were to encounter them, no matter how expensive they were, he would buy them without hesitation.

  "It turns out that's the case" Ling Wu Shuang nodded thoughtfully, then pinched the Peacock King crystal core in his hand, grinned and said a sentence that made both War and Xiu stunned for half a day, "Boss, one thousand two is too much, can you give me a discount?"

  "This..." The old boss stared blankly, seemingly puzzled by Ling Wushuang's words.

  Zhan Xiu was also stunned and smiled: "Wu Shuang, didn't you bring that much money when you went out? It's okay, Brother Zhan has it here."

  Zhan Xiu finished speaking and wanted to help Ling Wu pay the bill, but then thought about it and felt that it wasn't right either. After all, Wu could casually hunt a 9th-tier Xuan beast, so this amount of money shouldn't be a problem for him.

  "War Big Brother" Ling Wu Shuang stopped War Xiū's action of wanting to pay, shaking his head slightly towards him, and then looked at the boss, smiling and repeating: "This is just a nice-looking crystal core, it's not worth 1,000 two silver coins."

  Naive and romantic words, spoken like a silly little girl.

  Zhan Xiuzui's mouth twitched silently, and she didn't continue speaking. Her intuition told her that this little girl must be up to no good, as he had been deceived by Wu Shuang's harmless smile before.

  "This is already the lowest price." The old boss heard this and suddenly became angry, but he didn't fire immediately. He was somewhat annoyed and said: "This is already the cheapest, one thousand two silver coins, it's the bottom line, can't be less."

  Ling Wushuang touched the tip of his nose, and his eyes scanned around, catching sight of the brown wooden stake on the side. He casually asked, "What's this? It looks pretty good."

  The boss glanced at the rotten wood in the corner, speaking somewhat impatiently, "That's just a useless log, it only looks good, if you want it, give me a few dozen silver coins and it's yours."

  As expected, she's a little girl who doesn't understand anything, likes things that look good, and with so many treasures in front of her, she can't even be bothered to look at them. She picks an ordinary crystal core and still wants to haggle over the price. Now, she's taken a liking to a rotten wooden stake - is she intentionally trying to cause trouble?

  Zhan Xiu also looked over and indeed it was just an ordinary wooden stake.

  Ling Wushuang nodded slightly, his expression not particularly concerned. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the brown wood, saying casually: "A thousand two is just a thousand two, so you can give me that beautiful piece of wood."

  "Go on, give it to you, give it to you." The boss hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

  The boss was thinking about how to quickly get rid of the annoying little girl and not delay his business.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up slightly, and at this moment, she actually paid the money to the old boss with great satisfaction.

  The boss put away the money, looked at the young master with a glance that was obviously rich, and smiled: "Young master, don't you want to take a look at other things? Our store's treasures are not few."

  Look at this young master's generosity, maybe he can make a big profit.

  "It's unnecessary." Zhan Xiu looked at Ling Wushuang with a hint of disappointment and shook his head with a smile.

  Ling Wushuang put away the crystal core and walked away, holding the brown wooden box in his hand, with a faint, eerie smile lingering on his lips.

  The boss behind her, seeing Ling Wushuang holding the wooden stake with tender shoots in a somewhat precious manner, looked at her back and shook his head with a sigh of emotion, "Such a little girl who likes beautiful things so much, was cheated and didn't even know it, holding onto a rotten piece of wood as if it were a treasure."

  After finishing, the boss sighed and muttered to himself: "Why didn't she notice that water lily flower just now? It's not bad either. It looks better than this rotten wood thing. Ah, if only... I could have made a deal."

  Obviously, this boss knew that pot of water clover was just ordinary four-leaf grass.

  However, soon after, the boss remembered his own words and almost vomited out of anger.

  "Wait a minute!" Just as Ling Wusuo had stepped out of the door, the thing in his hand hadn't been put away yet, when he heard a shout coming from beside his ear. The old man's hoarse voice sounded very excited.

  Ling Wushuang stopped in her tracks and turned sideways to look for the source of the voice. Was someone calling out to her?

  The speaker was an old man in a brown robe, with white eyebrows and a face full of wrinkles. He strode forward with the wind at his feet, and in just the blink of an eye, he quickly appeared before Ling Wu's eyes.

  "It's really true!" He stared at what was in her hand with a dead gaze, his sleeve shook, and both hands quickly grabbed for it.

  Ling Wushuang's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she sidestepped to avoid him while raising her wrist, causing the old man to lunge at nothing.

  The old man was slightly taken aback, straightened up, raised his head to look at Ling Wushuang and Zhan Xiuzhen, with a stern face, slowly opened his mouth: "Name a price, I want this thing in your hand"

  At the sound of this tone, Zhan Xi's thick black eyebrows immediately furrowed.

  Ling Wushuang slightly raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of amusement: "Sorry, I'm not planning on selling this kind of thing for now."

  At this time, the two medicine boys who followed behind the old man walked up and persuaded in a cold face: "Miss, our master has taken a liking to the thing in your hand, hoping that you can spare it, the price is whatever you want, we won't be stingy"

  The words of good advice actually implied a hidden threat. The old man stood up straight on one side, obviously defaulting to the two people's conversation.

  "I'm not short of money" Ling Wu Shuang still smiled lightly, her red lips slowly uttering a few words.

  The old man listened and pursed his lips tightly, shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back and said in a low voice: "Three million taels of gold"

  The two medicine boys looked at Ling Wu with an unfriendly gaze, not even trying to conceal their disdain. They had seen people like him many times before - those who would raise the price of something just because they saw that their master was interested in it.

  "Three million taels of gold?" The old man's casually quoted sky-high price immediately caught everyone's attention.

  "What's going on? What is this thing?" The people around quickly gathered, some curious about what made the old man offer such a price, what was this thing anyway.

  Even the owner of this shop heard the movement and walked out a few steps, looking around in confusion.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up slightly, and she faintly spat out two words, "Not for sale".

  "Don't go too far!" A young pharmacist immediately flared up, with a fierce tone and a hint of complacency, "Do you know who our master is?"

  Another disciple immediately chimed in: "It's an honor that our master has taken a liking to your things, many people want to give things to the master but can't even find an opportunity!"

  Give her face, this person is still climbing up, and actually wants to extort them, really doesn't want to live.

  Zhan Xiu's face suddenly sank, and he took a step forward. "We won't sell it to you, so don't even think about trying to take it by force!"

  The old man raised his hand slightly to stop the two medicine boys, his face expressionless, and casually added: "Five hundred million taels, give it to me."

  The people around were dizzy and looked at Ling Wu Shuang's hand, suddenly they were stunned, what is this thing?

  The shop owner was even more stunned, standing still on the spot. He was clever and wouldn't be foolish enough not to realize that he had been outsmarted by Ling Wusuo!

  "Five million taels of gold..." Hearing the person in front of him report such a sky-high price, the shop owner suddenly had the urge to bang his head against the wall. That thing was indeed a treasure, what kind of stupid thing had he done?!

  Ling Wushuang held the thing in his hand, smiled with a smirk, and glanced up and down at the person in front of him. His tone was somewhat strange, "I think, sir, you've made a mistake. I didn't mean to sell this thing."

  The old man furrowed his hoary eyebrows, and his whole demeanor rose up quietly. He said slowly, "Little girl, you can't bring out the effect of this thing, selling it to me is the best choice."

  "Who says I won't be able to use this thing?" Ling Wu's expression didn't change, but his beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  This person's cultivation is surprisingly hard to see through, but one thing is certain, it's absolutely above hers!

  The medicine boy behind Laozi heard Ling Wu's words and immediately became angry, "Do you know who my master is? He is a saint..."

  "I don't care who you are" Ling Wu Shuang calmly spat out a few words, interrupting Yao Tong's speech, causing his face to suddenly turn beet red.

  "That's right!" Zhan Xiu raised his head and laughed loudly, followed by a cold shout. His robust arm swung, and a black long spear shot out, piercing the ground several inches deep, emitting a crisp metallic sound. "Want to rob me? I'm not afraid of you!"

  No matter how powerful he is, he's still a cultivator and has never feared anyone!

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up coldly, and with a flick of her wrist, the brown wooden stake in her hand disappeared, falling into the Qingyu ancient bangle.

  "Huh, isn't this War Xiu?" Someone suddenly spoke up beside him, a Xuan Master loose cultivator who had recognized War Xiu. He pointed at War Xiu's resolute and handsome face, his voice full of surprise, "It really is War Xiu!"

  "It's actually the young master of the Vagrant Tribe, Zhan Xu!" The people around him immediately erupted into a commotion, their eyes fixed intently on Zhan Xu, their faces burning with excitement.

  Zhan Xi, the genius young master of the vagabond tribe, known as the number one talent among the scattered cultivators. Among the younger generation of the Forest Hunter Tribe, there is almost no one who can match him, and even some older strong practitioners dare not confront him head-on.

  "It's Young Master..."

  The hunters in the surrounding forest, a large part of whom belonged to the vagabond tribe, had always admired the genius young master in the crowd. Now that they saw him, their expressions immediately became respectful.

  "War Big Brother?" Ling Wu Shuang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhan Xiuyi with some surprise.

  She knew that Zhan Xiuren was extraordinary in his position as a wanderer, but she didn't expect him to be the young master of the Wanderers' tribe.

  Zhan Xiu's handsome face floated with a smile, winking at Ling Wushuang and smiling, you didn't ask either.

  "Warrior monks? Vagabond tribes......" The old man furrowed his brow, his face slightly unsightly.

  "It's just a small forest hunting tribe, what are we afraid of?" One of the medicine boys' face stiffened, but he still sneered, saying: "Our master is..."

  "Shut up", two cold words, came from the old man's mouth.

  "Master?" The two medicine boys looked at the old man simultaneously, with surprise and confusion in their eyes.

  "The old man's face was unsightly, but he raised his hand to signal the two to retreat. Then, he looked up and locked eyes with Ling Wu Shuang, his wrinkled face calm as water, expressionless, and said: 'Since that's the case, I won't force it today.'"

  If it were somewhere else, he might not have bothered, but in this place, provoking the nomadic tribe of warlocks would be equivalent to poking a hornet's nest. Even if they couldn't give him a fatal blow, all sorts of troubles would make his head ache endlessly. Moreover, the current situation wouldn't allow them to have another troublesome enemy like the nomadic tribe of warlocks.

  The two medicine boys saw that the old man had already spoken, so they didn't say anything more, but only glared at the two people in front of them with anger.

  The old man's dark gray eyes gleamed with a sharp, divine light as he looked at Zhan Xiuzhen and finally settled on Ling Wusuo, almost imperceptibly letting out a cold snort. "However, it seems that a divine medicine has been wasted in vain."

  A rare divine medicine, falling into the hands of an ordinary person, can't have much effect. However, looking at the situation, he could only bear the pain and give up.

  "It's hard to say who is wasting it" Ling Wu Shuang stared straight at the old man, with a faint smile on his lips and a hint of coldness in his eyes, but replied with this sentence.

  The old man with the nickname "Crazy Little Boy" gave Ling Wu a fierce stare, paused for a moment, then suddenly swung his sleeve and turned around to leave, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

  The two medicine boys looked unwilling, hummed angrily at the two of them, and followed in the direction the old man had left.

  "A master" Zhan Xiu withdrew his black long spear and gazed in the direction where the old man had disappeared, his eyes deep and profound.

  "Hmm" Ling Wu Xiang nodded, took a step forward, stood beside War Repair, and smiled thoughtfully: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be someone from the Holy Temple."

  She had noticed that the half sentence that the medicine boy had just blurted out, and this old man's strength was at least on the same level as the Holy Master. Even if she joined forces with Zhan Xiuzhu, they might not be his match.

  "Temple people?" Zhan Xiu's expression immediately turned gloomy, "Our Forest Hunter tribe hates the Temple group the most, they are hypocritical and deceitful!"

  Ling Wushuang raised an eyebrow in surprise, as most people in this region had a reverent attitude towards the Holy Temple, but unexpectedly, the Forest Hunter tribe actually disliked them.

  But on second thought, it's also true that for these uninhibited and mostly straightforward forest hunters, the high-and-mighty sanctuary naturally became a synonym for hypocrisy.

  That's good for her.

  "Unparalleled" War God saw Ling Unparalleled smiling slightly absent-mindedly, opening his mouth to call out to her, asking a question that had puzzled him for a long time, "Just now, what was that broken wooden stake in your hand?"

  Although he didn't know much about the heavenly treasures, most of the precious spiritual medicines he recognized, but couldn't figure out what was in Wú Shuāng's hand.

  Ling Wushuang turned his head to look at Zhan Xiu, who was full of doubts, and flipped out the rotten wooden stake with his hand. He smiled shallowly and said, "This piece of wood is indeed a waste material." As he spoke, he pointed to the top, where several slender and tender buds had grown, each with two leaves, and said, "However, this is a good thing, it's called Two Instrument Decaying Wood Grass."

  "What's this, Two Instruments of Rotten Wood and Grass?" Zhan Xiuying was shocked beyond measure, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the object in Ling Wusong's hand, exclaiming in dismay: "It's actually the legendary Divine Grass, Two Instruments of Rotten Wood!"

  Two decayed wooden instruments and withered grass can be refined into a divine elixir treasure!

  "What?" The people around were shocked, staring at the thing in Ling Wu's hand, their mouths watering. This was the legendary divine grass, yet it looked so ordinary. No wonder that old man had just shouted out such a sky-high price.

  Everyone can only watch and swallow their saliva, constrained by the identity of the warlocks, even in such a chaotic region, no one dares to rush up and grab.

  "That's right" Ling Wu Xuan nodded and put it away again.

  This thing is much more precious than the twin lotus, ordinary people don't recognize it very normally, even some experienced old men may not be able to recognize it, but in the Shennong Dingyuan's Wan Yao Pu, the record of these heavenly treasures is exceptionally detailed.

  It seems that the old man who just recognized him is at least a pharmacist of the same level as Tianye.

  "You little girl, you're really lucky!" Zhan Xiuxiu laughed and patted Ling Wushuang's shoulder, her eyes shining brightly.

  "My divine medicine!" Just as everyone was stunned, a shocking and earth-shattering wail suddenly sounded in their ears.

  "What have I done?!" The shop owner clutched his chest and stomped his feet, his face twisted in distress, as if he had eaten something bitter and was about to vomit out his intestines. "I actually gave away a divine herb for nothing!"

  If he waits a bit longer and sells it to that old man, he'll definitely be able to make a big profit!

  Zhan Xi came back to his senses, his bright eyes staring blankly at the side, and Ling Wushuang, who was smiling innocently, with a stern and handsome face slightly twisted, said, "What did this girl just do with this old boss?"

  "Let's go." Ling Wu Xiang shrugged nonchalantly.

  He curled up the corners of his mouth, glanced at the shop owner who was on the verge of tears, and felt extremely sympathetic. This shop owner was probably a sly person himself, often cheating others in normal times. However, when he encountered Wu Shuang, this guy could only admit defeat.

  This little girl is really too cunning, she didn't spend a single cent and bought a divine medicine.

  Ling Wushuang prepared to rest at this forest hunter's outpost for two days before setting off again.

  This small town-like stronghold, neither big nor small, Ling Wu Shuang would often go out for a stroll when he had nothing to do. However, it was strange that whenever he walked into someone's shop, the owner would treat him with extreme politeness as if he were an ancestor, and either invite him out or make jokes and cry out loud, refusing to let Ling Wu Shuang take away even a single broken stone from their store, with a firm yet polite refusal.

  This strange situation made those around me laugh and cry, after walking for a whole day, my intestines were almost tied in knots.

  After staying for three days, the two men unanimously decided to set off immediately.

  Surrounded by lush trees, the sky is clear and spotless, like a clean slate washed by crystal clear water. Occasionally, giant mysterious beasts fly by, and suddenly, a strange sound echoes through the air, like the low growl of a giant beast, yet also like the gentle whisper of the forest wind.

  "It is our tribe's signal" Warzier tightened his grip on the reins of his horse, cocked his ear and concentrated to identify the direction.

  "Arrived?" Ling Wu Xuan pulled on the reins and also came to a stop.

  "Matchless, let's go!" A moment later, Zhan Xiuyang raised his whip and pointed in a direction, letting out a hearty laugh. His crimson-brown robe fluttered loudly as he galloped away on his fierce horse, the wind blowing through the forest.

  "Good", Ling Wu's red lips slightly curled up, she tightened the reins and chased after him.

  In less than a minute, the two of them rushed out of the dense forest and arrived at an open clearing.

  A simple dozen or so tents, about a hundred people, surrounded by some giant mysterious beasts, such as the lion eagle and five-clawed hawk, it seems to be a small squad, but it can also be seen that its strength is strong, with many top-notch experts occupying a large part of it.

  Young Master!

  Zhan Xiu had just rushed out of the dense forest when he was spotted by the sentry at the front of the formation, who immediately excitedly came forward to greet him.

  A girl in a red hunting cloak, hearing the commotion, rushed out quickly and saw someone not far away. Her eyes sparkled immediately, "War Repairs Brother, you're finally back!"

  The red-clothed girl's eyes flashed, and after a glance at Ling Wushuang beside War Repairs, her pretty face immediately fell, and her tone was also very unfriendly, shouting: "Who are you?"

  Zhan Xiu dismounted and his stern face sank slightly, "Yu Wei, don't be rude, Wushuang is my friend."

  Ling Wusuo's eyebrows slightly raised, this woman seemed to have hostility towards her, it was truly inexplicable.

  Digression

  There is one more episode left, it will be late, girls who can't wait can watch it tomorrow