When it came to tending medicinal herbs.
The first person Wang Chuan naturally thought of was Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who possessed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum Martial Spirit.
But Wang Chuan quickly dismissed that idea.
After all, the man was from Spirit Hall. Why would he help him work?
Wang Chuan then ran through the forces associated with medicine in this era.
The Breaking Clan, the Nine Heart Begonia Ye Clan, Plant Academy...
But just as before, each of them had their own faction. They might be willing to purchase the heavenly treasures in his hands, but asking them to help tend them was out of the question.
As for his family, Wang Chuan dismissed that thought as well.
He was certain that in the face of absolute profit, those people would not care about family ties. They might even use them to demand that he give up some of his interests.
Just imagining that scene made Wang Chuan feel sick.
After considering it over and over, Wang Chuan finally set his sights on Dugu Bo.
Countless people had mocked Dugu Bo for sitting atop a treasure mountain without recognizing it.
But even Ning Rongrong, the heir of one of the Upper Three Sects, did not know about immortal herbs. How could Dugu Bo possibly know?
Only a handful of people, such as the Breaking Clan, which specialized in pharmacology, and Chrysanthemum Douluo, possessed such inherited knowledge, and even they treated it almost like legend.
So it was perfectly normal for the vast majority of Spirit Masters, even Title Douluo, not to know about immortal herbs.
However, while Dugu Bo might not know the details of immortal herbs, he surely knew a great deal about medicinal ingredients and probably had places where he grew medicinal plants himself.
Otherwise, he could hardly brew poison by spitting it out himself.
Nor would he have turned the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well into his medicinal garden. He must have had experience to do that.
Although Wang Chuan possessed a token that allowed him to visit Dugu Bo.
He had only met the old poisoner once, after all, so Wang Chuan decided to go home and find an elder before visiting him.
Thus, after returning to the clan grounds, Wang Chuan went straight to Wang Lie's home.
Nearly eighty years old, Wang Lie looked even more aged than before.
He had therefore resigned from the task of awakening the Martial Spirits of clan children, which he had once handled in the clan grounds, and now lived alone at home in peaceful retirement.
As for any other family members...
In this romance-obsessed Douluo Continent, Wang Lie was one of the rare people who had never married.
His greatest dream in his youth had been to travel across Douluo Continent. Only in recent years, when he had grown old and his body could no longer endure it, had he returned to the clan grounds to retire, no longer wandering the continent.
Seeing Wang Chuan, now nearly as tall as himself, Wang Lie nodded in satisfaction.
He said with a cheerful smile.
"Back already, Xiaochuan? But why did you come back so early this time? It doesn't match your usual timing.
"And you look so happy. Do you have some good news to share with me?"
Before Wang Chuan could speak, the shrewd old Wang Lie seemed to have seen through his purpose at a glance and stated it outright.
Wang Chuan did not conceal anything. He told Wang Lie everything about his gains and his plans.
Wang Lie, who had merely wanted to show off his wisdom a little and see Wang Chuan's surprise, was instead stunned into silence himself.
The living room fell silent for a long time.
Only then did Wang Lie let out a long sigh. "Xiaochuan... you really are something... It seems this old man can no longer keep living in retirement."
Wang Lie rose to his feet. His once-hunched back straightened, revealing the still sharply defined muscles beneath his loose robes.
Then Wang Lie grinned brightly.
"But since Xiaochuan has been so filial, this old man naturally can't keep slacking off!"
With that, Wang Lie led Wang Chuan to the basement beneath his room, took the Grade Seven Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng King, and began refining it.
A Spirit Master's breakthrough, even a breakthrough into a major realm, did not cause any earth-shattering phenomenon.
Under the immense medicinal power of the Grade Seven Ten-Thousand-Year Ginseng King, Wang Lie broke through to Rank Eighty, becoming a Soul Douluo without question.
Moreover, because of its powerful blood-nourishing effects, nearly half of Wang Lie's formerly white hair was dyed black again.
Even the many wrinkles on his face smoothed out considerably. For a moment, he seemed to have regained his youth, returning to how he had looked in his sixties.
But it was not over yet. At Wang Chuan's request, Wang Lie continued cultivating. After fully refining the Ginseng King's medicinal power, Wang Chuan hurriedly had him consume the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma to strengthen his foundation.
Wang Chuan knew that the better a Spirit Master's innate foundation was, the greater the benefits they could obtain when absorbing Spirit Rings.
So it was better to consume the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma, which consolidated one's foundation and nourished one's vitality, early rather than waiting until after absorbing a Spirit Ring.
After refining the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma, Wang Lie looked even younger.
Half his hair had turned black again, and even his face had become that of a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
Though traces of age still remained on him, no one would believe that he had been a gray-haired old man nearing eighty just moments ago.
Wang Lie stood before a mirror, staring blankly at his rejuvenated reflection.
He touched his smooth, half-black hair and sighed.
"Being young again feels so good~"
Then Wang Lie frowned, turned to Wang Chuan beside him, and said.
"Xiaochuan, do you have any medicinal ingredients of a similar grade? I trust Little Poison Snake's character, but wealth moves people's hearts. Besides, we've neglected to keep in touch for so many years. I think your original plan should be altered."
Wang Chuan nodded slightly, approving of Wang Lie's caution.
Then Wang Chuan said, "Don't worry, Grandpa. I've considered that as well.
"So before visiting Grandpa Dugu, I plan to go to the Heaven Dou Auction House, or search nearby, to see whether there is a Soul Tool capable of storing living things.
"When the time comes, I intend to carry the most precious medicinal herbs with me, while leaving the ordinary ones for Grandpa Dugu to tend."
At that point, Wang Chuan hesitated.
He had actually planned to give Dugu Bo a high-quality Purple Ganoderma as well, to improve his cultivation aptitude and allow him to break through to Title Douluo sooner.
That could also be considered forging a good relationship.
As for the Ginseng King, Wang Chuan thought it was better to forget it.
Dugu Bo's poison was innate. Who knew whether feeding him medicine that enhanced blood and vitality would trigger a violent eruption of his poison and kill him outright?
But Wang Chuan could not say that he was giving it because he believed Dugu Bo could break through to Title Douluo, so he considered his words before continuing.
"Still, we're asking someone else for help, so I plan to give Grandpa Dugu a Grade Eight Purple Ganoderma.
"That way, we won't seem too stingy when asking him to do us a favor.
"What do you think, Grandpa?"
After hearing Wang Chuan's solution, Wang Lie nodded in satisfaction.
So the most troublesome matter now was finding a storage Soul Tool for living things.
Fortunately, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was not far from Heaven Dou Imperial City, where Heaven Dou's largest auction house was located.
Therefore, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon identity and his cultivation, Wang Lie would be able to find what they wanted as long as he spent some money.
In the end, Wang Chuan purchased a storage Soul Tool for living things with ten cubic meters of storage space from a fallen noble and placed his precious immortal herbs and top-grade medicinal ingredients inside.
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