Ling Pengyun soared above the spirit pool in the next moment and began using the Spirit Plant Secret Method to transplant the Jade Lotus Pod from within the pool.
This lotus pod was not deeply connected to the Third Rank Middle Grade water vein beneath the karst cave, so transplanting it was not particularly difficult. Its foundation had also been fairly sound to begin with, and it suffered little damage after being transplanted.
At the very least, Ling Pengyun was certain that while it spent over a thousand years recovering from the injury to its origin, its grade could still remain at the Third Rank Middle Grade.
After placing the lotus pod into a jade box, Ling Pengyun finally stopped.
At this moment, Bei Shan Zhenren at his side also offered a flattering remark.
"Who would have thought that Fellow Daoist is also a Third Rank Spirit Plant Farmer? You truly make others green with envy."
Having explored this place together and agreed to investigate the secret realm three years later, their relationship had grown somewhat closer.
Ling Pengyun replied with a hint of jest.
"You are too polite, Fellow Daoist. Your mastery of the Vein-Seeking Dao is what truly makes people envy you beyond measure. I fear that since entering the Dao, Fellow Daoist has never known poverty."
Bei Shan Zhenren said, "Alas, Fellow Daoist does not understand. The Vein-Seeking Dao may be good, capable of finding spirit veins and mineral veins buried deep underground, but in truth, its practical use is not great. I simply do not dare sell what I find, for fear of following in the footsteps of my ancestor, Lin Qingya."
"It is like possessing a mountain of gold yet daring not spend it."
"That is also why I intend to establish a family. I