Doubts from a Certain Young Master
"Fellow Daoist Lin, long time no see." Seeing that it was Lin Zhenshan, Shi Yue immediately took on Li Muxian's former appearance and smiled as he appeared in the mirror.
"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Li. How have you been?" Lin Zhenshan asked with a smile.
Shi Yue nodded. "I've been all right. Fellow Daoist Lin, we go way back, so just say what's on your mind."
Lin Zhenshan nodded and said gravely, "Fellow Daoist Li, I'd like to exchange for a batch of Rare Spirit Herbs. Would that be convenient for you?"
"Exchange for a batch of Rare Spirit Herbs?" Shi Yue furrowed his brow and shook his head. "Exchange? Can you get your hands on a Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus? That's the only Spirit Herb I'm interested in right now."
The Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus was one of the Top Ten Immortal Herbs of the Cultivation World. A Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus that was over ten thousand years old could be refined into a clone. This Spirit Herb was no less precious than the Soul Returning Grass.
Xiaoyaozi had lost one of his hands. If they could get a Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus, even one that was only a thousand years old could reattach it and improve his cultivation.
"What? A Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus?" Lin Zhenshan's brow furrowed, and he looked troubled.
"Fellow Daoist Li, let me think it over. If I hear anything, I'll contact you," Lin Zhenshan said gravely.
Shi Yue nodded. "All right, no problem."
After ending the call, Shi Yue turned to Xiaoyaozi and said with a smile, "There's a chance your hand can be reattached. If we can get a five-thousand-year-old Nine Yuan Sacred Heart Lotus, your cultivation might even