Yes, sir," the clerk replied with a smile. "The mountains are rich with medicinal plants.
Our pavilion has a dedicated harvesting team, but every trip costs a fortune in mercenary escorts. After all, where there are herbs, there are beasts!"
"Oh? I see." Xiao Jian's smile deepened slightly.
"If I were to join one of those escorting mercenary teams, would that be more… cost-effective?"
The clerk blinked, then leaned closer, lowering his voice. "Sir, those mercenaries are a rough lot.
Their manners are poor, and they curse like sailors. With your status, mingling with them might bring unnecessary trouble."
Xiao Jian chuckled. "No harm in a little adventure."
But before he could say more, a sudden commotion stirred at the entrance of the shop.
"Whoa .... it's the Little Doctor Fairy!"
"She's gorgeous… tsk, that waist…"
"Idiot! Watch your mouth! Half the mercenaries in town owe her their lives. You want your tongue cut off?"
Two men nearby whispered among themselves.
The first one, realizing the deadly glares around him, paled and hurried out of the shop with his companion.
Xiao Jian shook his head with a faint smile, then turned his gaze toward the crowd near the doorway.
Through the shifting gap of people, he caught sight of a woman in a white dress.
As the crowd slowly parted, her full figure came into view.
She wore a light snow-white gown. Though not stunningly beautiful, her features carried a serene charm.
A faint, gentle smile adorned her lips, radiating a refreshing, ethereal air.
The green ribbon around her slender waist highlighted her graceful curves, adding a delicate, fragile touch to her beauty.
Such a figure…
It made one instinctively want to pull her into their arms.
From his quiet corner of the shop, Xiao Jian watched the woman in the white dress tending to the wounded.
Her hands moved with steady grace, her gentle smile soft as spring sunlight.
For a moment, one phrase flashed through his mind ....white-robed angel.
No wonder those mercenaries, fierce as wolves in battle, turned meek and docile as lambs before her.
Still, no matter how lovely she was, beauty couldn't fill an empty stomach.
After days of dry rations, Xiao Jian's tongue was numb with blandness.
After nodding politely to the shop clerk, he left the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion, found a nearby inn, and treated himself to a proper meal.
Satisfied, he returned to his room, checked it carefully, then sealed the window gaps with small crystals of Dou Qi ice.
Only then did he lie down and fall into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Three days on horseback had left his body exhausted.
His current strength was still limited, and he needed rest .... especially with his next destination being the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
He had to be in top form for that.
The night passed quietly.
At dawn, as the first streaks of light pierced the horizon, Xiao Jian's body awoke on its own, his biological clock never failing.
The fatigue lingering in his bones was gone; his spirit was refreshed.
Morning — the best time to cultivate Dou Qi. Just as the saying went, "A day's plan begins in the morning."
Cultivation was like sailing upstream — to stop was to fall behind. Only through constant effort could one become stronger.
Seating himself cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Jian slowly closed his eyes and formed the hand seals for the Wind Spiral Technique.
For the past three days, he had traveled by day and trained by night. Now, the Dou Qi within his Azure Wood Qi Mansion had fully transformed into wind-attributed Dou Qi.
During his practice, he could faintly sense that although the Wind Spiral Technique was also a high-tier Xuan-level art, its quality was slightly inferior to the Mystic Ice Technique.
Even so, it remained a powerful technique with excellent results.
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