569: Chapter 555: Water Spirit Fruit Tree, Ruined Stone Tower!_1 569: Chapter 555: Water Spirit Fruit Tree, Ruined Stone Tower!_1 Besides the Ghost Market of the West City District, the other three major city districts – East, South, and North, were sowhat more peaceful.
For example, the North City District was renowned as the trading center for beast slaves.
In the Great Wasteland, you could find all sorts of exotic beast mounts you could ever imagine.
Beast eggs, cubs, you na it.
As long as one could afford it with treasured items or spirit stones, even exotic beasts of pure lineage could be procured.
Additionally, there were a wide array of treasured beast blood, beast bones, and scale armor available.
Even items from three-star and four-star beasts, such as their eggs, fur, and scales were up for acquisition, provided one could afford them.
Apart from that, the North City District was known to sell various kinds of slaves, including exotic tribe combat slaves.
Enthralling Cat Tribe and Fox Tribe females, eerie ghost servants, skeletal Bone Race mbers that chilled the bones—all were readily available to the inhabitants.
The most valuable amongst them were the Blood Clan combat slaves.
The Blood Clan, a race that naturally thrived on blood, could devour the bloodlines of various spirits from the Great Wasteland.
They could continuously consu the Blood Qi of living beings, which, after refinent from the Blood Clan, was pure beyond compare.
For human warriors, if they could subjugate these slaves and have them continuously consu Blood Qi, they could refine the consud Blood Qi as their own.
All they needed were endless supplies of malevolent beasts.
In almost no ti at all, they could distil pure Blood Qi akin to treasure dicines, which had miraculous effects on their cultivation practices.
Moreover, the Blood Qi that had been refined by these Blood Clan combat slaves was extrely mild.
It could help their martial successor quickly temper their bones, allowing them to cross the Bone-Tempering Realm earlier.
As for the South and East City districts, one could say it was a comprehensive marketplace, with no specific items for trade.
Various Battle Divisions from Border Wasteland Region had their own trading places in these two cities.
Even Xiao Chen was considering opening a branch of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion in one of these towns.
Being the most prospering land in the Border Wasteland Region, the spirit items and curiosities here were beyond compare with Duanmu City.
However, it was clear that without substantial strength, it was not easy to establish a tribe in Border Wasteland City.
Just like the high-grade Red Blood Battle Division, even they had to bow down in the face of a ranger.
Xiao Chen emptied the decoction in the dicine cauldron before him, left enough spirit stones behind, and set foot on the way to East City District to try his luck.
In the East City District, along the broad streets, there were nurous stalls on both sides.
At first sight, most of these countless stalls had already been rented out, with only a few still available.
However, during the ti Xiao Chen was observing, the few empty stalls had been rented by a few hasty burly n who quickly set up their goods.
Despite that, this Blue Stone Street was full of warriors on both sides, yet there was no sense of crowding.
Xiao Chen estimated that this ten-mile-long street had nearly two thousand stalls, not counting the shops on both sides, and this was rely a typical street within the Border Wasteland City.
However, to set up a stall here, one had to pay a fee of a hundred inferior spirit stones per day.
Looking at it this way, the city district’s daily revenue of spirit stones totals up to millions.
It was like a robbery, leaving Xiao Chen speechless.
On the Blue Stone Street, there were a plethora of casting materials, ores, spirit plants, weapons, ancient books, and various odd items.
So things were so strange and disorderly that even Xiao Chen did not know what they were.
“What is this?”
Suddenly, Xiao Chen was drawn to a feeling.
He stopped in front of a small three-foot stall.
This stall on the street was sowhat of an exception.
The owner was a middle-aged warrior who, to Xiao Chen’s surprise, had cultivation in the Towering Realm’s fourth heaven.
Among the many stall owners on Blue Stone Street, he was exceptionally strong.
There were only a few items on the three-foot stall, each with poor sales appeal.
Nobody was interested.
A bunch of wilted tree roots, looking decayed.
A stone tower, carved from rock, which looked like a casually made toy.
Although it was said to be a stone tower, there were so mottled traces of bronze rust visible, suggesting that it was an item made of bronze, weathered over countless years.
There was also a one-foot-long finger bone, already covered with a thick layer of patina, and partially fossilized.
A few weathered, cracked stones.
There were a few antiques haphazardly arranged on the stall.
The middle-aged stall owner appeared unconcerned about this, as he sat cross-legged with a golden spear standing by his side, emitting a subtle sharpness.
With his spirit will released, Xiao Chen detected a faint aura erging from the middle-aged warrior’s stall.
It made him feel sothing, but the sensation was quite nebulous, and he couldn’t identify the source of it.
This transient feeling disappeared in the blink of an eye, almost like an illusion.
But given Xiao Chen’s high realm and spirit will, he couldn’t simply ignore such a sensation, so he decided to investigate further.
Regardless of Xiao Chen’s lingering, the middle-aged warrior didn’t show any change in expression.
He casually intoned, “Each item on the stall requires a three-turn spirit plant, or an item of equal value.
If you want to use spirit stones, only superior grade ones are accepted.”
Well, hearing the stall owner’s tone and the trade conditions, Xiao Chen finally understood why this stall had no custors.
A three-turn spirit plant was a precious commodity with a dicinal age of three thousand years.
Its dicinal power was very pure and brought significant help even to soone in the Towering Realm’s fourth heaven.
Speaking of spirit plants, a millennium was a tribulation.
Every thousand years constituted a ‘turn,’ forming a pyramid-like pattern—the older the plant, the purer and scarcer its dicinal power.
Even the most common three-turn spirit dicine requires a hundred top-quality primal stones.
How many could afford to exchange these for the seemingly worthless items on display?
Despite his indifference, the middle-aged stall owner did not stop Xiao Chen from taking items from the stall to inspect closely.
“What is this?”
Xiao Chen casually asked as he picked up a dried-up root.
The root appeared to have decayed long ago, but he sensed a faint trace of life remaining deep within.
“This is the spirit root of the Water Spirit Fruit.
I discovered it in the Qinghe Secret Realm.
Unfortunately, the growing conditions for the spirit root are too harsh.
Not long after I brought these roots out of the Qinghe Secret Realm, they started to wither rapidly.
Now, only a few pieces of dried root remain, and yet their life force is gradually dissipating.”
The middle-aged stall owner wasn’t hiding anything.
Trade was, after all, a mutual agreent between buyer and seller.
Despite the root’s decayed condition, after a pause, he continued, “If you are willing, I will treat the dried root as a one-turn spirit dicine.”
“Good!”
Xiao Chen nodded in agreent.
He had heard of the Water Spirit Fruit before; this type of spirit root only flowers and bears fruit once every three hundred years.
The resulting Water Spirit Fruit is as translucent as a tide, and it can even emit the sound of waves; it is highly beneficial to warriors who practice water elental divine powers.
It can help them comprehend the essence of water attributes faster.
Moreover, the Water Spirit Fruit has the potential to thrive again, rumored to grow to a stage where it flowers and bears fruit every thousand years.
When that happens, even powerful figures can benefit greatly from consuming it.
Although the spirit root was decaying, a tiny shred of life still lingered deep within.
With his Mountain River Seal World, a treasure that nourishes spirit plants, rejuvenating it wouldn’t be difficult.
A oneti purchase would bring the Gu Yuan Tribe perpetual benefits.
The world within his Mountain River Seal, after years of continuous restoration and Xiao Chen providing a large amount of spiritually rich casting materials as energy, had grown to a hundred-mile radius.
It had rivers, valleys, ancient trees providing shade, and clumps of spirit dicine.
“Take one good dicinal plant, Xiao Chen casually put the withered spirit roots into the Mountain and River Seal World.”
Wait!
At this mont, Xiao Chen sensed an unusual fluctuation again, as if there was sothing resonating with him.
He concentrated and sensed his surroundings.
After a long while, he finally realized that the strange Qi would appear every ti he opened his Mountain and River Seal World.
It seed that sothing within his Mountain River Seal World was connected to an item at the stall.
However, there were nurous items within his Mountain and River Seal World, mountains of primal stones, various spiritually rich dicines, and ancient artifacts or spirit materials he had collected over the years.
Seeing Xiao Chen’s prolonged interest in the items on the stall after their successful trade, the middle-aged stall owner was in high spirits.
He wasn’t bothered by Xiao Chen blocking his stall because it had been a long while since he had had a custor.
If Xiao Chen were to choose another item, it’d be even better.
The Water Spirit Fruit’s spirit root was sothing he had obtained from the Qinghe Secret Realm after much hardship.
He had initially hoped for a big profit, but to his dismay, the roots began to wither as soon as they were transferred out of the secret realm.
If it weren’t for Xiao Chen, the roots might already have been discarded into the wilderness within a few days.
Being able to exchange them for a thousand-year-old spirit dicine was still a bit better than nothing.
Xiao Chen was still trying to figure out what had made him sense sothing.
The items in his Mountain and River Seal World were too complex, and there were many unknown items piled up into small hills.
“It’s this!”
After a long ti, Xiao Chen found the object that had sparked his senses: not one, but three objects — three rust-covered ancient bronze spoons.
Looking at them, Xiao Chen was shocked and murmured to himself.
These three bronze ancient spoons bore witness to the developnt of the Gu Yuan Tribe.
He had obtained the first one soon after he beca the tribe leader, during the massacre of the Scorpion Clan.
Having found the source, Xiao Chen followed the sense and finally found the item on the stall that made the ancient bronze spoons resonate.
Incredibly, it was the dilapidated stone tower!
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