Xu Yan inwardly groaned, What misery.
Dao ginseng was not cabbage growing in a field, something one could pick up anywhere.
Why was it that only Sect-tier Dharma Lineages could cultivate "medicinal ingredients" and raise them into "dao ginseng"?
It was because they lacked neither spirit resources nor spirit materials, were willing to invest heavily, and had secret essentials of method formulas that shared a common source and meshed together.
Besides, raising dao ginseng was not successful every time. Just like growing crops, there were poor harvests too.
His master had entertained the idea before and taken in several "junior brothers."
But without exception, none had amounted to anything. In the end, they could only be used to suppress the Fire Cavern and Water Grotto.
"Many disciples of the Inner Peaks cultivate ding fire. I deliberately let the Lesser Forging Origin Fire-Control Art circulate. Has it really produced no results at all?"
Ding fire was "heart fire." The change in celestial phenomena had severely damaged Sui Liushu's heart meridians, and even his speech carried a measure of agitation.
He raised his eyes to Xu Yan, his voice steeped in impatience:
"Disciple, could it be that you haven't been trying at all?"
As the saying went, to grow old without dying was to become a thief.
Meeting Sui Liushu's gloomy eyes, Xu Yan could almost smell the stench of decrepitude on his master.
A shudder ran through him, and he hurriedly said:
"Master, please wait a little longer. Give me some more time, and I will definitely find suitable 'dao ginseng' for you!
"If all else fails, we can buy some from the Yin Puppet Sect. They sell dharma slaves in private!"
Sui Liushu lay back on the couch and slowly shook his head.
He had not yet grown that senile.