From the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry to Hunting Sins and Becoming Saints

Chapter 28 Herb Field

"That doesn't sound cheap."

Fu Que clicked his tongue. Although he had only been in Da Zhao for a short time and was not very clear about the currency exchange rate here, he could understand the reward Chen Lu mentioned without knowing the exchange rate.

"This is already considered an internal price. First of all, Blood Clotting Scale Grass alone is not enough to refine Blood Transformation Pill. We also need to collect other auxiliary medicinal materials to refine it."

Secondly, the Blood Transformation Pill is a high-grade elixir recorded by the Great Zhao Kingdom. Refining and selling this level of elixir requires a certified pharmacist, and training and retaining pharmacists is quite expensive. Therefore, please bear with me.”

Chen Lu explained in detail.

Fu Que turned his probing gaze to Qin Lie. He himself didn't care much, otherwise he wouldn't have handed over all the spoils of his previous hunt to Hu Liangyu without reservation.

As long as what Qin Lie gave was acceptable, he would tacitly agree that the other party used the Blood Transformation Pill to open his Qi Sea. After all, if the other party successfully became a Qi Refining Martial Artist because of this Blood Transformation Pill, Hu Liangyu's life would be better.

"Let's leave this to Miss Chen for safekeeping. As for whether to sell it to your esteemed establishment or ask them to refine a Blood Transformation Pill, we still need to consider it carefully."

Qin Lie pondered for a while and then dismissed Chen Lu's suggestion to refine the Blood Transformation Pill for him. Since it was all her doing and involved a considerable amount of money, he needed to investigate at the Tiger's Den before making a decision.

"No problem, I will record this Bloodclotting Scale Grass. When deciding how to use it, will both of you be present?"

"To be there together."

Before Fu Que could speak, Qin Lie spoke without hesitation.

"I see."

After speaking, Chen Lu took out a small wooden box hanging from her waist, squatted down and opened it, revealing a small tool made of jade. She then cut the precious "Blood Coagulation Scale Grass" in half from the back and wrapped it in specially made talisman paper to seal it.

After doing all this, she also dripped a few drops of viscous green liquid evenly onto the cross-section of the fracture.

Fu Que watched calmly, somewhat surprised, not expecting that the people of Da Zhao would continue to exploit resources to the point of exhaustion.

He thought that the government allowed powerful clans and gangs to do whatever they wanted, and that the Great Zhao was implementing a tax farming system. He believed that all the military, police, and secret agents were just a way to maintain his rule.

"We won't be back for a while. If we don't bring it all back with us, won't that affect its medicinal efficacy?"

Seeing Qin Lie's conflicted expression and his reluctance to speak, Fu Que thoughtfully asked the question.

"No, this paper has been specially soaked in the aura of the nation's destiny, and it has a good affinity with all extraordinary items. Although I used the lowest level, the grade of this Blood Clotting Scale Grass is not high either, so there is no problem."

After carefully storing the Blood-Coagulating Scale Grass, Chen Lucai replied, "Moreover, if we take it away by the roots, this spiritual herb will be severed from its roots and there will be no possibility of it growing again."

Now, I've left a section of it; if I'm lucky, there's a 30% chance it can grow back.

"I didn't expect Ms. Chen to be so environmentally conscious."

"Um?"

"Uh, it's nothing. But what's that clear liquid under the Bloodclotting Scales? I smell alcohol in it. Could it be from a bar?"

Fu Que accidentally let slip the secret and quickly changed the subject to make amends.

"It's wine, and a good wine that replenishes qi and blood. It was brewed by the dead giant ape using blood-coagulating scale grass as the core, supplemented with various herbs and fruits. If I'm not mistaken, it should be left for these two little guys."

Chen Lu pointed to the two gray-haired monkeys that had been knocked unconscious in the corner.

Upon hearing this, Qin Lie's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously reached for his waist, only to find it empty. He then remembered that he had deliberately not brought any alcohol with him for this escort mission, for fear of making things worse by drinking.

Looking around, he saw nothing in the tree hollow except for the chewed-up bones, so he said, "Xiao Fu, take out your knife and dig a wooden tube out of the tree hollow to hold the wine."

"Does this kind of wine need to be stored in special containers?"

Fu Que confirmed with Chen Lu that the amazing little tool Chen Lu had just taken out had truly broadened his horizons. If it were him digging it, even with the help of the Reality View, he estimated that he would lose 20-30% of the medicinal effect.

"no."

Chen Lu shook her head.

As soon as he finished speaking, sawdust flew everywhere.

Fu Que drew his sword, dismounted, and quickly dug out the wooden tubes containing the wine—two large and three small—and devoured the monkey wine in one go.

Apart from the two gray-skinned monkeys, there was nothing else worth robbing in the tree hollow, so the group left.

"Everything has been cleaned up, Lord Tiger Cavalry, Physician Lu."

A shop assistant from Qingshui Pharmacy stepped forward: "Because the smell of blood might cause unnecessary trouble, we've loaded it all onto the carriage. Would you like to take a look?"

"No need, let's go. We've already wasted a lot of time, and we must get to the herb field before dark."

Qin Lie shook his head, tossed the three smaller wooden tubes in his hand to the three guards, and said succinctly.

The journey went smoothly for the rest of the time. On the outskirts, they would be attacked by wild animals, but as they went deeper, this stopped happening.

Fu Que clearly saw several menacing eyes watching their convoy from the dark jungle, but in the end, they did not make any move until they left the attack range.

It's unclear whether it was their biological instincts that made them realize this group was not to be trifled with, or whether the Mountain King Flag had a suppressive effect on them.

As night fell, Fu Que had already taken turns as a scout twice. On his third scout mission, he passed through a dense vine forest that exuded a faint, putrid stench.

Fu Que leaped onto a branch, and the view before him suddenly opened up.

Ahead was a circular basin surrounded by a pool of water, and not far ahead were tree stumps driven firmly into the ground.

Each tree stump was about two zhang tall, and between the stumps were thick thorny vines, about the thickness of a child's arm, forming a simple wall.

Behind the basin, near the mountain wall, lies a sizable terraced field, neatly planted with white plants, with several ditches leading clear water from the pools into the terraces.

Inside the very back of the mountain wall, passage after passage was carved out, and as night fell, shadowy figures could be seen patrolling and keeping watch.

"Who goes there?!"

Just as Fu Que was observing, a white beam of light instantly locked onto his location. With a cold voice asking a question, Fu Que, relying on the state of the Scroll Swordsman, could also faintly hear the sound of a string being tightened.

Two men holding crossbows emerged from behind the tree stump wall, staring intently at him.

"I am a guard escorting the Qingshui caravan to collect medicinal herbs and return. I am now a scout, so I arrived ahead of the caravan. The caravan is behind."