Thirteen days ago
Chapter 51: Zhao Feng's Assassination Encounter
Tian Sui One Load
Is a single ginseng root worth a Tian Sui?
Gu Wen couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Ginseng was undoubtedly one of the most precious spirit medicines, but there were only four roots available.
Other herbs like He Shou Wu, Lingzhi, Dang Gui, Huang Jing, and various others ranged in quantity from one to ten.
In reality, the quantity of Tian Sui might not even compare to a bag of fruit medicine.
These spirit medicines were more valuable than fruit medicine and were likely easier to absorb.
Gu Wen could actually feel that when ginseng entered his stomach, it was like a warm stream, while fruit medicine was like gunpowder.
Over time, practicing with these medicines would damage the foundation, but with the help of Fate, he had no such concerns.
Fate allowed him to have the characteristic of enlightenment in one go, making the delay in cultivation due to medicine insignificant.
Gu Wen then reached for He Shou Wu.
Although the quantity of Tian Sui was limited, it was still a top-grade spirit medicine.
Setting aside the Tian Sui, consuming these spirit medicines could not only replenish his own mana but also accelerate cultivation by using the parts of the medicine that Fate did not absorb.
Fate did not fully absorb all the properties of the spirit medicines; there might be some extremely special substances among them.
It could also be that this substance itself was called Tian Sui, and it was because of its existence that the Great Gan was unique, and only here could Tian Sui appear.
Others also cultivated their foundations through the spirit medicines grown in the Immortal Ascension Land.
If there were similar spirit medicines outside, they had no reason to risk entering.
Even if there were similar spirit medicines, at least the spirit medicines in the Immortal Ascension Land were extremely rare outside.
On the side, He Huan watched with distress and couldn't help but speak, "Brother Hongchen, consuming spirit medicines like this is too wasteful. If you don't know any alchemists, I can introduce you to one."
After some thought, Gu Wen found it reasonable.
Since he couldn't provide a large amount of Tian Sui in a short time like fruit medicine, it would be better to refine pills.
With more Tian Sui, he could also trade them.
This was like exchanging inferior assets for gold.
"In that case, I'll rely on Brother He."
He casually handed over all the spirit medicines except the fruit medicine to the other party, appearing indifferent as if he didn't care at all.
He Huan was taken aback and asked, "Brother Hongchen, are you so trusting of me that you're not afraid I might just take the medicine and run?"
Naturally, Gu Wen was afraid.
Although not as valuable as fruit medicine, there were still over a dozen loads of Tian Sui.
But just as he was very accurate in judging people, he was even more accurate in judging himself.
He had a very clear positioning of himself.
His current persona was that of an unparalleled genius.
Would He Huan destroy their friendship for a bag of spirit medicine?
"I trust Brother He."
Gu Wen's tone was serious, matching his usual aloof demeanor, making it all the more solemn.
He Huan, feeling greatly valued, didn't even mention compensation and solemnly said, "I will definitely not let Brother Hongchen suffer."
Then Gu Wen glanced at the pitted long spear in his hand.
Although it was nurtured by the Zhao Lie Spear, it was clear that the speed of blood and energy cultivation couldn't keep up with the consumption, or it could be a flaw of ordinary weapons.
He asked, "Brother He, when can I get the artifact you promised me?"
He Huan replied, "It will probably take a few months. As one of the top weapon masters in Qianlong Mountain Villa, there are many people requesting him to craft weapons. But if Brother Hongchen has no special requirements, I suggest buying existing weapons directly, and I won't charge a commission."
"Okay." Gu Wen nodded.
In his current state, he didn't need anything fancy, just something that wouldn't fall apart during a fight.
"After a month, let's meet under the Dragon Bridge again."
Then the two bid farewell to each other, leaving in the night, leaving the Dragon Bridge in chaos outside.
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Gu Wen returned to the water room, climbed into the room through the window, and heard the voices of Jiang Fugui and his guards outside.
"Master Wen is still asleep. I've already woken him up, and he'll come out soon."
At this point, it was still half an hour before the agreed time for the pill to be ready.
Gu Wen stored the stolen fruit medicine, took off the night clothes stained with blood, and found wounds all over his body.
Although the Spirit Jade Body Protection Technique could stop bleeding and the second strengthening of bones and muscles protected the major arteries, it couldn't heal the wounds quickly.
After the adrenaline from the battle subsided, every touch of flesh and blood against the clothes caused pain.
He changed into his usual plain clothes, the rough linen clothes worn by merchants.
Gu Wen stood in front of the door, his eyes becoming calm, his whole demeanor returning to normal.
He pushed the door open and Jiang Fugui, who was blocking the way, breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Mian stepped forward and said, "Master Wen, there's trouble at the Dragon Bridge."
"What happened?"
"A demon killed someone in the street, and has now been killed by the immortal teachers in the palace. But the Dragon Bridge is still blocked by the Imperial Army, and no one can enter."
Since the day when supernatural events and extraterritorial immortal sects appeared in the Dragon Bridge, the term "immortal" seemed to have become commonplace.
So when Qin Mian mentioned it, there was not much surprise, and it had become a common occurrence.
"Let's go take a look first."
Gu Wen rode a carriage to the outskirts of the Dragon Bridge, where he was stopped by the Imperial Army in front of the bridge.
He then turned the carriage around and headed for the Wang Mansion.
At this point, he was prepared to be scolded, given Zhao Feng's half-hearted nature.
He seemed well-mannered on the surface, but once faced with adversity, he was quick to lose control and lash out at those around him.
In the beginning, Gu Wen had also been whipped a few times, but as his ability to accumulate wealth grew, he gradually earned a bit of respect.
But he was still just a useful servant.
It wasn't the time to turn the tables yet.
After seeing the wealth of the Tianfu Division, Gu Wen felt he could still find a way to make a few deals.
And once he left Bianjing, where else could he find so many spirit medicines?
Gu Wen felt a bit lost.
He had planned to escape from Bianjing and had some land and connections in Nanshui.
But he had never planned to "search for spirit medicines." He had a clear vision of his future goals but was vague about the path to achieving them.
Others had clear paths laid out for them, with sects and elders arranging the way, while he was alone, needing to navigate through turbulent rivers.
When would he reach the shore?
He looked at the scenery outside Bianjing, the rhythmic sound of Qin Mian patting the horse's buttocks with a certain regularity, and the slight swaying of the carriage after the battle made his fatigue worse, and drowsiness crept over him.
The carriage suddenly stopped near the Wang Mansion, and for some reason, the Imperial Army had also sealed off the mansion.
Qin Mian lifted the curtain and saw Gu Wen leaning against the window with his eyes closed, making a faint nasal sound.
He didn't wake Gu Wen but quietly got off the carriage, taking advantage of his identity as an Imperial Army soldier to inquire about the situation.
He didn't know that the man who had fallen asleep in the carriage due to exhaustion had just gone on a killing spree at the Dragon Bridge not long ago.
Qin Mian only knew that the other party had given him credit and money, allowing him to establish himself in Bianjing.
Before coming to Bianjing, Qin Mian thought he was here to enjoy life, and in fact, compared to the border, it was true.
But he was also suffocated by the layers of relationships in Bianjing.
Even as a soldier in the Imperial Army camp, he needed connections, at least his relative was a squad leader in the Imperial Army.
As for promotion,
Gu Wen treated him well, and even if he knew, he wouldn't say much.
After about a stick of incense, Qin Mian returned to the carriage, gently waking Gu Wen and saying, "Master Wen, there's trouble at the Wang Mansion. Ninth Prince was just assassinated."
Gu Wen's drowsiness disappeared instantly.
Such a good thing was happening?