After leaving the Pill Cauldron Pavilion, Song Wen made another circuit of the entire Ghost Market, not missing even the scattered stalls on the mountain.
However, he found nothing that interested him.
Song Wen left the Ghost Market and took a winding route through Shangchu City. Once he was certain no one was following him, he entered the Elegant Music House.
In a private room on the top floor, he met Jiang Yushan.
"Yang Yu, how did it go? Did you find out where the withered origin grass is?" Jiang Yushan asked impatiently.
"I have not failed you," Song Wen said. "I have obtained the withered origin grass."
Jiang Yushan's eyes lit up, blazing with delighted surprise.
"What! You got the withered origin grass!"
Jiang Yushan only knew that a stalk of withered origin grass had appeared in the Fate-Seeking Ghost Market several months ago. He had thought that if "Yang Yu" could uncover a few clues about it, tonight's trip would not have been in vain. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected Song Wen to obtain the grass outright.
"Where is it? Hurry and take it out so I can see," Jiang Yushan said.
With a thought from Song Wen, a jade box appeared in midair and floated toward Jiang Yushan.
Jiang Yushan took the Jade Slip and, after examining the withered origin grass inside, was thoroughly satisfied.
"Yang Yu, you did very well. I will reward you handsomely. How many spirit stones did you spend on this stalk of withered origin grass? I am not one to take advantage of others. I will reimburse you for the spirit stones you spent on it as well."
"It is my honor to serve you like a faithful hound or horse, Second Young Master. I would never dare presume