Chapter 902: Chapter 122: The Nine Cauldrons Reappear, Breakthrough!
The Primeval Red Dragon let out a long chant, a swift wind wrapped around the Fire Qilin, saying, "If you have nothing else to do, then follow me. Since you wish to condense your Qi Fortune and great power and return to your homeland, naturally, you need to go to Jiangnan."
Li Guanyi nodded slightly, suddenly thinking of something, said, "Senior, please wait a moment."
The Primeval Red Dragon nodded slightly, curious about what Li Guanyi intended to do.
He thought Li Guanyi had something very important.
Yet, he saw the young man turn back, quickly walking to the rare herbs planted by Duke Chen Chen Baxian back in the day. After hesitating for a moment, he began to think carefully, his gaze lowering slightly, seeing the most abundant herbs.
These were specifically for Body Refining and strengthening the blood, available in large quantities.
They were used by ordinary people to lay a foundation for martial training.
Li Guanyi himself had consumed quite a few when in Guan Yi City, but these things were available outside too, though he couldn’t take much with him due to the low cost-effectiveness.
Pausing for a moment, he then looked towards the innermost herbs.
Each of the strange flowers and fruits, ginseng with spiritual intelligence, concentrated medicinal power converging Primordial Qi, almost forming a visible glow—a top-quality package of herbs useful even for someone at Li Guanyi’s realm.
Unfortunately, one needs at least a Third Layer Heaven realm to catalyze this kind of medicinal power using strong internal organs. Martial Artists below this realm cannot refine such a potent herb.
This level of medicinal potency is too concentrated, almost equivalent to poison for martial artists below the Third Layer Heaven.
Too high a concentration is also not good; good things turn into lethal poison.
Thus, Li Guanyi’s gaze turned toward the middle-tier herbs.
These can be consumed by Martial Artists entering the realm and, if combined with other ordinary herbs into pills, could be used by the elite armored soldiers of the Qilin Army for cultivation.
In truth, Li Guanyi lacked all three levels of herbs.
However, at this moment, he couldn’t take too much.
So, after selecting carefully, he bent down and quickly picked herbs from the middle-section field—
The time here is rare, a chance outing.
Who knows when he’ll return next time.
Knowing this mystical realm was in Chen Country and quite distant from Jiangnan, Li Guanyi calculated meticulously, picking numerous herbs and fruits. First, he filled a bundle with his battle robes, but at this moment, the Primeval Red Dragon, watching silently, reminded him:
"Only using your battle robe, how much can you carry?"
"The wine gourd at your waist, it holds a universe within, contains an extraordinary formation, and can carry up to three dippers and three pints worth."
"Why not stuff them in there?"
Reminded, Li Guanyi immediately tried it. At first, it wouldn’t fit, but recalling the formation insights he learned from the Whale Hunter, he managed to devise something.
With a movement of the wine gourd’s mouth, many herbs really were taken in.
Li Guanyi was overjoyed.
He began diligently picking herbs.
The Primeval Red Dragon sighed deeply.
Feeling this fellow was somewhat peculiar.
Sometimes filled with boundless excitement, sometimes with inexplicable persistence, yet, at this moment, just like an old farmer witnessing a bountiful harvest or a rat falling into a rice bin, an aura of poverty was apparent.
Reminded him of that guy named Red Emperor in days of yore.
Thought the Red Dragon.
However, back then, no matter how poor he was, he could still flaunt wealth.
His pockets were cleaner than his face, yet his bravado was enormous, capable of deceiving people.
Li Guanyi was impoverished yet frugal, striving to save money; whereas the Red Emperor, with not a penny to his name, dared to feast and parade. Full and satisfied, when the bill came, he’d open his hands wide, saying there’s no money, perhaps just get beaten and call it even.
Thinking of old friends, the Primeval Red Dragon couldn’t help feeling mixed emotions.
All manner of past events, now like dreams or fleeting shadows, leaving no trace beyond memories.
Li Guanyi spent an hour, painstakingly picking herbs, filling that three dippers and three pints wine gourd, finally standing up to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, exhaling deeply.
Shaking the wine gourd.
Master... senior, truly capable!
Li Guanyi was delighted in his heart.
The Thousand-Day Drunk had already brought back several strategists, now this wine gourd could carry so many herbs back. Li Guanyi picked some more beneficial herbs to nourish Yan Daiqing’s body.
After tying his battle robe into a bundle, he bowed to the Red Dragon and said, "Senior, I’m ready."
The Primeval Red Dragon nodded slightly, having already prepared a formidable method, carried Li Guanyi and the Qilin together, then soared into the clouds. Li Guanyi only felt the scenery in his vision rapidly changing, with gusts of fierce wind howling past his ears.
In a mere trance, the secret realm of Duke Chen had already faded behind them, transforming into a speck in the blink of an eye, then concealed within the dense forest, unseen again, with mountains undulating and clouds filling the sky.
This speed far surpassed the flight of a Martial Artist or the Qilin stepping into the air, faster by unknown bounds. Li Zhaowen had an exotic bird, the Golden Winged Dapeng, which could travel from the Western Regions to Guan Yi City in just a day, but the speed of the Primeval Red Dragon far exceeded that of the Golden Winged Dapeng.
Li Guanyi couldn’t help feeling envious.
A journey to the Western Regions was necessary.
Traveling from Jiangnan to the Western Regions required a long, long journey, and they couldn’t pass through Chen Country, as doing so would mean crossing Chen Country’s border twice, traversing the land of the Regent King and Dangxiang Kingdom to reach Li Zhaowen’s location.