When Chen Ziang and Zhao Yiduo realized what they were looking at, they couldn't hide their surprise. However, they could hardly believe it was real, and knelt down to examine the bamboo more closely. Zhao Yiduo began to tremble, having to resist the urge to open one of the bamboo stalks to inspect it from the inside.
Before he could do so, Elder Zhou made a call and waved his gloved hand, causing Chen Zinan and Zhao Yiduo to flip over. Then Elder Zhou stood there, eyes wide open staring at the bamboo. After a long ti, he took a deep breath and said, "This... this is truly Spiritwinter Bamboo!"
The surrounding disciples from the Outer Sect were shocked for a mont, and then there was a clamor.
"Spiritwinter Bamboo!! I can hardly believe those large trees... are actually Spirit Wind Bamboo!"
"How is this possible? How did the Spirit Wind Bamboo beco so robust? My god, they actually grew to fifteen ters!"
"Fifteen ters, and as thick as a person. Is that... bamboo?"
As people began comparing Yan Xiaobao's bamboo with Chen Zinan's and Zhao Yiduo's bamboo, the noisy chatter grew louder. Yan Xiaobao was astonished by the commotion. Chen Ziang and Zhao Yiduo, clearly oblivious to the pain caused by being tossed aside by Elder Zhou, rushed towards the bamboo, kneeling to examine it.
Elder Zhou began to study the bamboo stalks one by one, expressing a state of shock and elation.
Everyone's mad reaction left Yan Xiaobao sowhat panicked. In his view, these people seed like madn. After all, wasn't it just bamboo? Besides, he initially planned to let it grow to thirty ters before transferring it.
Yan Xiaobao took a step back, then tried to catch the elder's attention.
"Elder..." he shouted loudly.
"Magnificent! Fantastic!" Elder Zhou said with a laugh, beginning to caress every inch of the bamboo. Clearly, he hadn't even heard Yan Xiaobao speak. "Spiritwinter Bamboo like this is very rare. Only when it reaches 15 ters can it achieve such a deep green hue. In fact, at this point, it's not a dicinal plant, but primarily an ingredient for forging a spiritual bamboo sword. It can even be used to perform certain unique magic technologies!
"Listen to what everyone is saying. Take a deep breath." Looking extrely excited, Elder Zhou closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Can you sll that aroma? It slls like at and bones, right? This unique fragrance erges once the bamboo reaches fifteen ters!"
Chen Ziang and Zhao Yiduo earnestly followed suit. The other disciples in the area similarly advanced to do the sa.
Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat. He noticed the fragrance he sensed while walking with the bamboo on the road. However, he was quite certain... it was actually the fragrance of chicken bones. After all, he had buried hundreds of Spirit Tail Chicken carcasses in the spiritual field where he was cultivating the soul bamboo. Furthermore... those bones had all been stripped of their at, except by him.
By now, Yan Xiaobao was completely convinced these people were madn.
"Elder..." he shouted again.
However, at this mont, Elder Zhou suddenly shook violently; angry flas burst forth in his eyes, his expression contorted with rage.
"Damn it! What on earth happened? Did soone really take a big bite? Spiritwinter Bamboo is extrely bitter and can't be eaten raw! What bastard actually bit a big piece, ruining its quality!?" Mr. Zhou seed filled with sorrow; to him, it was as if he had discovered a piece of perfect jade, only to find it had been destroyed by pests. His head popped up suddenly to look at Yan Xiaobao.
"It wasn't !" Yan Xiaobao blurted out, nervously retreating. He suddenly recalled being struck by that incredible hunger for the first ti. In his desperation of not having anything to eat, he had taken a bite of the bamboo. How could he have known this would create such an appalling scene when going about his task, or how it would affect these madn?
As the disciples all heard Elder Zhou's words, they sneaked a peek at the last remaining spiritual bamboo stalk, and sure enough, there was a large bite mark clearly visible.
Elder Zhou stared at the damaged part of the bamboo, then sighed deeply. After all, he was a Foundation-stage cultivator and deeply indulged in the way of dicine. However, the bamboo Yan Xiaobao brought was so astonishing, so different from anything Elder Zhou had ever seen, that he had montarily lost his composure.
Finally, he gave Yan Xiaobao a deep look and then flicked his sleeve.
"This bamboo is extrely super... no, wait, exceedingly superior. Yes, let's classify it as the highest grade. The reward is 10,000 rit points!" The reaction from the audience was overwhelming. Normally, the reward for such a plant cultivation task was about 10 rit points. At most, one might get 100. But in this case, it was 10,000!
Off to the side, the assistant was stunned. Over the years, it was rare to list a spiritual plant as highest grade.
In fact, it was the first ti in hundreds of years.
Yan Xiaobao was exceedingly excited, imdiately heading to the assistant and handing over his identity badge. The assistant hesitated for a mont, glanced at Elder Zhou, who was still inspecting the bamboo, then gritted his teeth and handed so rit points to Yan Xiaobao.
Upon receiving his rits, Yan Xiaobao quickly turned and left, determined never to return and deal with these lunatics again.
However, just before he left, Elder Zhou suddenly called out. "Hey, what's your na?"
"Yan Xiaobao" was the imdiate response. "I'm Yan Xiaobao, and my uncle is Li Qinghou!" Before coming here, he had no idea the bamboo would cause such a scene. In fact, he was a bit concerned about it, which is why he brought up Qing Hou's na, as a kind of threat.
"Hmph." Elder Zhou seed annoyed that Yan Xiaobao would choose to drop Li Qinghou's na. "You might think you're very clever, but the Spiritual Flow Sect is one of the historic great sects. Disciples always co here with their secrets and unique fortunes. I won't lower myself to ask how you cultivated this bamboo, but the next ti you grow sothing similar, you must bring it all to . I'll make sure you receive a substantial reward!" Finally, he dismissively waved Yan Xiaobao away and returned to studying the bamboo. It was precisely at this point that, due to their association with the bamboo, the entire mission handover event concluded.
As he hurried out of the mission office, he went straight to the Spiritual dicine Pharmacy at Xiangyun Peak, holding his identity badge, the place where disciples can obtain spiritual dicine.
It's also where disciples can hand over their carefully crafted spiritual dicine to earn rits.
Yan Xiaobao accelerated at top speed, quickly heading to the spiritual dicine shop, trying to decide what to buy. Ultimately, he decided to purchase a bottle of pills suitable for Level 5 Qi Condensation. These pills weren't cheap at all. Yan Xiaobao initially assud he had 10,000 rit points, but, unexpectedly, spiritual dicine was indeed very expensive.
"Greengod Spiritgathering Pills," he murmured, looking at the dicine bottle in his hand. Inside were three pills, which cost him a total of 4,000 rit points.
However, these were pills that ordinary disciples at Qi Condensation would be unable to acquire. They were very special; their dicinal potency was not only stronger than regular spiritual dicine but also provided purer spiritual energy.
Yan Xiaobao didn't believe rely reaching Level 5 Qi Condensation was enough, so he planned to break through all the way to the great circle of the fifth level.
He had considered aiming for the sixth level to avoid matches during competitions, but if he did so, he could imagine how Li Qinghou would find a way to punish him.
As for his other rit points, he did not let them go to waste. He traded them for so disposable defensive amulets. Hidden inside his robe, they made him feel safer.
Unfortunately, he didn't have enough rit points to carry out his plan to go to the Treasure House to obtain one or two weapons suitable for the Qi Condensation stage. Instead, he returned to his residence. Once back in the courtyard, he sat cross-legged in his small cabin and then carefully examined the dicine pills he had taken out.
"I still have three months. It's ti for so secluded ditation!" Gritting his teeth, he looked around, ensuring no one was watching, then cast a spell and pointed. The turtle iron pot imdiately flew out, along with a pile of Spirit Tails he used to start the tricolor fla.
One feather wasn't enough to satisfy the turtle pots. Before the three design spots on the pan burned bright, he had to feed ten more. Then, he took a deep breath, placed the three pills inside, and perford a triple spirit enhancent.
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