Harvest (1)
"How many spirit stones does this little illusionary herb cost?"
Soon, Zhu Wuwan found a target in the stall of a third qi layer cultivator.
Although the Little Illusion Grass was not a precious medicinal herb, it was relatively rare. After eating it, one would have a hallucinatory feeling, making one feel as if they were floating in the air. It could be used to refine some pills to relieve boredom.
Zhu Wanhao had never seen it before on Huoyuan Peak. He did not expect to encounter it as soon as he arrived at the free market. He could buy it and eat it in the future to earn breakthrough stones.
"A low-grade spirit stone!" The stall owner demanded an exorbitant price.
Zhu Wuwan rolled her eyes. " A tenth of a spirit stone slags, low grade. If you're willing, I'll buy it. If not, then forget it. "