Eight hundred li of Great Marsh Lake.
No matter how many generations of fishermen came and went, the lake's surface remained as beautiful as it had been yesterday.
Aaron even felt that over these past three hundred years, Great Marsh Lake seemed to have been steadily expanding outward, growing another full circle larger.
Crimson Blood Carp...
I read in the Three Mountains Association records that several thousand years ago, a third-rank Golden Core evil flood dragon wreaked havoc in the Forest Kingdom... Back then, it was the founding patriarch of the Azure Cauldron Sect who personally stepped in and slew the evil flood dragon... During the battle, a trace of the flood dragon's blood fell into Great Marsh Lake, and from then on, Crimson Blood Carp began to appear in its waters...
Spirit Herb Island.
Aaron landed outside the spirit herb garden and waved his hand, dispersing a patch of mist.
This was a set of first-rank formation that he had acquired while residing long-term at Three Mountains Market. It was fundamentally of little use.
Or rather, it could drive away ordinary people and wild beasts, but against cultivators, it was helpless.
As the mist dispersed, several stalks of Nine-Eyed Begonia beside the spring eye were revealed. They had already opened two eyes and possessed two hundred years of medicinal potency.
"Not bad, not bad... The other spirit herbs should be much the same. With two hundred years of medicinal potency, they can barely serve as supplementary ingredients for Foundation Establishment spirit pills... Their value has risen sharply."
Aaron stroked several green leaves, delight showing on his face.
But then his brows faintly furrowed again. "Mm... But no matter how low their demand for spiritual energy is, there is still a demand!"
"My previous plan still had some oversights...