Chapter 42

"Indeed, you chose to be a wandering cultivator, so in the early stages, you need a lot of things from the secular world. In the future, whether it's fitness equipment for cultivation, cultivation places, or some medicinal herbs that ordinary people can buy, you will need a large amount of secular money. Among the four essentials for a cultivator—wealth, companions, blessed land—the wealth is ranked first," Medicine Master laughed heartily, of course, the 'wealth' he mentioned was not ordinary money. It mostly referred to the treasures and precious herbs commonly used by cultivators, high-quality pills, divine weapons, and magical treasures.

"I don't know how the others in the group earn their money, but I can teach you some ways to earn it. Anyway, for me now, secular money is almost unnecessary," Medicine Master smiled. "After you successfully establish your foundation, I'll teach you a few methods to refine elixirs that are useless to cultivators but very useful to ordinary people. At that time, I'll take you to show off, oh no, to make money and fly with you."

Song Shuhang's eyes immediately lit up.

"Senior, do I need to help you with anything?" Shuhang knew the group's custom—there must be a give and take. Even yesterday, when Northern River's Loose Cultivator wanted to gift him a foundation-establishing cultivation technique, it was still considered an 'advance payment.'

"Haha, has Little Friend Shuhang already adapted to the trading style of the Nine Provinces Number One Group so quickly?" Medicine Master laughed. "Anyway, when I set up this money-making channel back then, it wasn't mainly for the money, but more for the twenty special deep-sea herbs I could get from them every year. How about this... after some time, I'll teach you how to refine an interesting elixir. Then, you'll be responsible for refining some to trade with them. In return, you'll give me 40% of the herbs and secular money you get from them each year. The remaining 60% of the money will be your reward for being hired by me. We'll discuss the specifics after you successfully establish your foundation."

Song Shuhang didn't know how much the 60% of secular money would be, but he happily agreed to Medicine Master's request.

The two continued talking as they walked.

Soon, they arrived at the alley in Daji Street where Song Shuhang had heroically saved a beauty the day before.

"Hmm?" Medicine Master suddenly stopped.

Then, he sharply turned his head and stared deeply into the back of the alley, his gaze sharp like a sword, piercing through the soul!

"What's wrong, Senior?" Song Shuhang asked in confusion.

After a moment, Medicine Master turned back and smiled. "Nothing, just some annoying followers. Every time I go out, someone always sends some juniors to follow me. Either they want to get close to me and ask me to refine some pills, or they want to see if I'm looking for precious herbs and try to pick up some leftovers. Because these foolish people are so annoying, now every time I find a place to dig for herbs, I transplant even the most common morning dew mystic grass, leaving them nothing!"

It turns out that Senior Medicine Master is a human treasure detector? He always finds places with herbs?

Otherwise, why would someone specifically follow him to pick up leftovers?

And Medicine Master clearly had a deep grudge against these followers.

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In the depths of the alley, a figure weakly leaned against the wall, trembling hands pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Then he showed a characteristic bitter smile—his bitter smile made people feel bitter even from a hundred miles away.

It was the Sect Leader whose life story could be written as a tragic novel.

"Such a terrifying aura, this is the pressure brought by the difference in true cultivation."

In the instant Medicine Master glared at him, he felt like he was about to die.

The Sect Leader followed Song Shuhang's trail to the Jiangnan area. He wanted to get the spirit ghosts, and Song Shuhang and Soft Feather each had one.

However, the one on Soft Feather was out of the question.

The girl had traveled a long distance to take the spirit ghost, determined to get it. Moreover, she was powerful and wealthy. The Sect Leader knew that even if he knelt and offered all his possessions, the girl wouldn't look at him. Getting the spirit ghost from her was impossible.

As for forcibly taking it? The Sect Leader never even considered it. He felt that even if ten of him attacked together, they wouldn't be enough to beat her.

On the other hand, the mysterious 'Senior Song' seemed indifferent to the spirit ghost. He only accepted it after Soft Feather's repeated requests. Perhaps 'Senior Song' was so powerful that he didn't care about the spirit ghost. In that case, he might really have a chance to get it back!

The Sect Leader harbored a glimmer of hope and secretly sent someone to follow Song Shuhang.

He instructed his subordinates to gather as much information as possible about 'Senior Song' to see if there was anything he needed, so he could cater to his needs and get the spirit ghost back.

A day later, the personal information of 'Senior Song' was quickly delivered to the Sect Leader.

Song Shuhang, male, 18 years old. Freshman in the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department of Jiangnan University, Class 43, Department 19, graduated from Lin Luo No. 1 High School.

Currently residing in the Jiangnan University City.

An ordinary young man, with a personal record noting that he has no bad records and is a helpful student.

When the Sect Leader saw the information of the mysterious 'Senior Song,' he was completely stunned.

Did he read it wrong? Was his vision blurred? Was this really the information of a 'cultivator,' and not just an ordinary male college student?

"Is this information fake?" This thought immediately came to his mind.

He stared at the information for a long time. The two-inch photo showed a young man with a gentle smile, undoubtedly the 'Senior Song.'

The Sect Leader held the information, dazed.

His mind was in turmoil, with countless thoughts swirling.

In the end, he decided to personally follow Song Shuhang.

He wanted to confirm whether his subordinates' information was correct—whether Song Shuhang was a powerful cultivator or an ordinary person.

If 'Senior Song' was just an ordinary person, getting the spirit ghost back would be easy!

The Sect Leader made a fierce vow in his heart. If Song Shuhang was really an ordinary person, he would tear him apart, peel his skin, and refine his soul into a resentful ghost to vent his anger from being scared for several days.

So... he personally rushed to the Jiangnan University City.

When he arrived in the Jiangnan area, he saw Song Shuhang traveling with a trendy-looking shaggy-haired man.

He followed them very carefully, trying to hide his presence. After all, he needed to be cautious until he confirmed whether Song Shuhang was a powerful senior or an ordinary person.

He felt he was hiding well because Song Shuhang and the shaggy-haired man never noticed him.

He planned to observe Song Shuhang for a few days, then find an opportunity to test whether he was a cultivator or an ordinary person.

But just as he was feeling good about his hiding, the shaggy-haired man walking beside Song Shuhang turned and stared at him.

Those smoky eyes were sharp like a sword! That gaze was like a majestic eagle looking down from the clouds at a group of fat quails in the grass.

It was like an ancient demon god grinning and looking down at the ants in his hand.

Extremely terrifying, who was this person?

The Sect Leader was naturally a timid and cautious person. The longer he lived, the more cautious and timid he became.

He was terrified.

After finishing the cigarette, the Sect Leader's trembling hands slowly calmed down.

No matter how scared he was, he had to face it.

He forcefully calmed himself down, crushing the cigarette butt. "This time, as long as I get the spirit ghost back, I'll return to my hometown in the far north and cultivate properly."

However, he would wait for Song Shuhang and the terrifying shaggy-haired man to separate before making his move.

Another opportunity to act...