Mountain North

"Wow, such a large specimen, at least a three-thousand-year-old ginseng spirit! And with the boost from the moon's power, I'd say it could fetch the price of a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng monster! We're rich, rich!"

Ink Bamboo Mountain doesn't produce ginseng locally. This spirit, having cultivated for so long, is likely close to transforming. With its awakened talent and understanding, it must have learned earth-escape and fled from the north. To think it fell into your hands, Ze Tian! Your immortal destiny is truly heaven-defying! This is your first fortune from cultivation!

Tsk, what a waste, what a waste! It's all gnawed to bits by this foolish creature! If you're going to eat it, eat it properly. Wasn't one arm enough for you to eat! Why chew it into such tiny pieces!"

Song Dayou circled the ginseng remains three times, lamenting and calculating with growing regret. He then kicked Tu Lou in the rear.

Tu Lou, "Baa--!"

Zheng Zetian, expressionless, "Master, this ginseng reeks of blood. It doesn't seem like a proper mountain spirit that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to attain enlightenment. Will it really not kill someone if used as medicine?"

"En, it does seem to have been cultivated through wicked methods. Mortals would surely be corrupted by it, and it's highly toxic even to ordinary cultivators. But it's fine. The demonized people in Mountain are accustomed to eating such things; their stomachs are very strong. Besides, Lou Guan Dao's alchemy techniques are also formidable. It's a valuable material for refining pills. Don't worry, leave it to me! I'll definitely sell it for a good price!"

With that, Song Dayou formed a hand seal and summoned a flying sword. After a while, he dismembered the ginseng monster into eight pieces, wrapped them in yellow talismans and