It’s clear that Violet is the lively and active type; she can’t sit still for a moment.
After walking along the central avenue for a while, the three of them arrived at the heart of East Town, the location of the martial arts market.
This market has a unique feature because it’s set in a maple forest. Under each tall maple tree, there’s a stall.
The better stalls are constructed with wooden tables, while others make do with a cloth laid on the ground to display the items for sale or exchange.
Stall owners, some sit on wooden chairs, while others sit directly on the ground, waiting for customers to inquire.
Leo took a quick look around, and the market is primarily filled with spirit herbs, elixirs, and spirit fruits. Additionally, some people are selling animal skins and beast products.
Of course, there are weapons, martial arts techniques, secret manuals, and all sorts of oddities, but they are less common.
The market is bustling with people coming and going.
Violet, holding Master Jennifer’s hand, looked around eagerly. She mentioned, “There weren’t so many people in the market before, but this year, East Town is hosting an auction, so there are more people.”
“Violet, please keep an eye out and see if anyone is selling Snowspirit Flower,” Leo said with a smile.
Violet readily agreed.
As they entered the market, Violet let go of Master Jennifer’s hand and began to explore the different stalls, looking for things that caught her interest.
Leo browsed through the items at the stalls, listening to the negotiations between martial artists and stall owners, which also gave him a better idea of the purchasing power of various elixirs.
At present, Leo had more than three hundred Essence-Building Pills, making him a wealthy man in this martial arts market.
After visiting over a dozen stalls, Leo hadn’t found any sign of Snowspirit Flower, which left him somewhat disappointed. This trip to Falling Sunset Mountain could become a major problem if he couldn’t obtain Snowspirit Flower for healing the evil fire in his chest.
While he was frustrated about Snowspirit Flower, a thought suddenly popped into Leo’s mind. That is, growing his own spirit herbs and elixirs, being self-reliant and self-sufficient.
However, while the idea was good, he didn’t have the conditions to put it into practice at the moment. Spirit herbs and elixirs have strict requirements for geological conditions and environments, and many precious herbs only grow in specific conditions. Unless he could find a place with an abundance of spiritual energy, planting spirit herbs and elixirs would remain a dream.
Since he had come all this way, Leo naturally intended to buy some of the things he needed, such as the primary herb for refining Vitality Pills, Energy Grass.
Seeing a stall with a fair amount of Energy Grass, Leo walked over.
The stall owner, dressed in a gray robe, greeted him with a smile as he approached. “Young man, what do you need?”
Leo took a piece of Energy Grass from the stall and asked, “How much for this Energy Grass?”
“Young man, you’re probably using Energy Grass to refine Essence-Building Pills, right? The Energy Grass I have here is the most cost-effective. Ten pieces of Energy Grass for one Essence-Building Pill,” the stall owner said with a smile.
As Leo had roughly understood the prices of Energy Grass during his journey, the stall owner wasn’t overpricing them.
Leo nodded and pointed to the Energy Grass on the stall. “I’ll take all of them.”
“Bro, you’re indeed straightforward. I have a total of 105 Energy Grass here. Since you’re taking them all, I’ll round down the amount and only charge you ten Essence-Building Pills,” the stall owner said. As he spoke, he began packing the Energy Grass from the stall into a bamboo basket.
Leo handed ten Essence-Building Pills to the stall owner, and the stall owner handed him the bamboo basket containing over a thousand Energy Grass seeds, completing the transaction.
Next, Leo strolled around with the two girls, and he bought all the Energy Grass seeds he came across.
In total, it cost him a hundred Essence-Building Pills to acquire over a thousand Energy Grass seeds.
The market had a designated storage area, and Leo certainly couldn’t carry all of these Energy Grass seeds on him. He decided to store them and retrieve them when he left.
After wandering around for a while, Leo’s attention was drawn to a maple tree where an old man was selling fruit seeds.
The old man, dressed in coarse clothing, was dozing against the tree trunk. In front of him was a piece of burlap spread out on the ground, with several open bags containing various seeds. Each bag had a small wooden sign stuck in it, indicating the name of the seeds.
The seeds the old man was selling were quite abundant, but there didn’t seem to be any customers.
It wasn’t surprising, as Earth had inherently sparse spiritual energy. Growing spirit herbs and elixirs was a challenging endeavor.
In the world of martial cultivation, only martial clans or sects with treasured lands would grow spirit herbs, but even then, the survival rate was relatively low.
Many martial cultivators might have thought about growing spirit herbs and elixirs themselves, but it was often a mere fantasy, as no one was interested in such a laborious and unprofitable task.
Leo approached the maple tree, cleared his throat, and said, “Sir, are you doing business here?”
The old man, still dozing with his eyes closed, appeared to be completely oblivious to Leo’s words.
Mischievous Violet, seeing this, found a dog-tail grass somewhere and quietly approached the old man. She used the grass to tickle his nose.
However, Violet was disappointed when the old man showed no reaction.
“It didn’t work at all. So strange. Whenever grandpa takes a nap, I use this trick, and it always makes him sneeze and wake up,” Violet scratched her head in puzzlement.
Seeing that the old man had no intention of waking up, Leo said deliberately, “It seems like no one is taking care of these seeds. I might as well take them.”
With that, he reached out to take the burlap bag containing the spirit fruit seeds. At that moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and put on a smile.
“Young man, do you want to buy these seeds?” The old man’s voice was a bit hoarse.
Leo teased, “I thought no one wanted these seeds.”
In truth, Leo had already figured out that the old man, who appeared to be napping, was actually cultivating. However, his method of cultivation seemed like nothing more than sleeping.
“Stop kidding, young man. These seeds are treasures to me,” the old man said, laughing.
Leo adjusted his expression and asked, “Sir, how much are you selling Energy Grass seeds for?”
The old man extended one finger and said, “One Essence-Building Pill for a hundred Energy Grass seeds.”
Leo furrowed his brow slightly upon hearing this. “It’s widely known that even under excellent growing conditions, at most only about thirty percent of Energy Grass seeds will survive. Moreover, after they’ve grown, it takes a lot of effort to maintain them. Your asking price is a bit high.”