The next day.
Market district at the foot of Eagle Sorrow Cliff.
Chen Mu curiously looked at the bamboo buildings in the market, each raised one or two meters off the ground.
It was said that before Jilong Dao arrived, this place had been a large trading stronghold.
After the original powers were driven out, it became a market district overseen by the Other Courtyard.
Inside a medicine shop.
"Customer, the total comes to one hundred and twenty-three White Jade." The gaunt, dark-skinned old shopkeeper said.
"That's twice as expensive as Jade Spring Mountain, isn't it?!" Chen Mu could not help widening his eyes.
He might not be short on White Jade anymore, but he could not spend it like this.
"Customer, you said it yourself—that was Jade Spring Mountain." The dark-skinned old man shrugged. "Transporting medicinal herbs all this way involves enormous risks. It's reasonable for the price to rise a little, isn't it?"
"What risks could there be?"
You're clearly just jacking up prices to fleece people!
"What else could it be? The remaining Wild Cultivators of Eagle Sorrow Cliff." The gaunt old man said helplessly. "They've ambushed quite a few Transport Teams."
"They've already taken three mountains, and people still dare provoke Jilong Dao?" Chen Mu was rather surprised.
"You know we took three mountains. It's only natural that the remnants of those local powers would retaliate against Jilong Dao." The gaunt old man spread his hands.
What a mistake!
I should have stockpiled medicinal herbs back at Jade Spring Mountain. Chen Mu regretted it inwardly.
"They're just annoying flies. They lack the ability to fight us head-on, so they can only cause trouble in secret. The Patrol Institute will deal with them sooner or later." The gaunt old man said with certainty.
Chen Mu could not