"Here, these are the diseased Spirit Plants I just got for you from nearby Medicine Gardens. Ten in total."
In the main hall of Hundred Herbs Hall, Lu Xuan was leisurely sipping tea when Manager He came over, carrying a cloth bag in each hand.
One of the cloth bags held a Spirit Tree as tall as a person. More than half of it stuck out, and many dark, blackish wormholes had appeared on its smooth trunk. Wisps of faint Black Qi drifted out from within from time to time.
"Your luck's not bad. Nine First Grade plants and one Second Grade. The Second Grade one is this White Pattern Wood. The Spirit Plant Master who owned it tried quite a few methods, but none worked, so he had no choice but to sell it to me."
Manager He set the cloth bags down at Lu Xuan's feet and opened their mouths. The roots and stems of all ten diseased Spirit Plants were wrapped in Spirit Soil, preventing what little vitality remained from draining away.
"Considering that after you cure them, you'll need to exchange them for Spirit Stones quickly, I picked Spirit Plants that are close to maturity."
"The number isn't that large either. I was afraid you, brat, might get lucky and cure one diseased Spirit Plant, then become bewitched like a ghost had clouded your mind and lose your cool. So I only brought ten first to see the results."
"Once I confirm that you really do have the ability to cure diseased Spirit Plants, I'll properly help you look for more."
"Many thanks, Old He."
Lu Xuan knew the old man was worried that he might stray onto the wrong path and waste Spirit Stones, so he thanked him solemnly.
The ten diseased Spirit Plants he