Chapter 11: The Ancient Herb

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"I can't take that much. I'll just choose a few."

Qin Haodong took a bag from the stall. He put the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum and other needed medicinal materials into the bag.

"I'm sorry — I was too ignorant to recognize your ability." The vendor scratched his head with embarrassment.

"It's nothing."

Qin Haodong waved his hand and then went ahead to the wholesale market. He looked at the bag in his hand; it wasn't too heavy, but still awkward to carry. If only he had a Storage Ring. He once had a ring big enough to accommodate a mountain in the Divine World, but unfortunately, the ring was reduced to dust by Thunder of Nine Heavens.

Qin Haodong sighed and walked into the medicinal materials wholesale market with the bag.

The shops here were very large, far larger than the retail stalls outside, but the hundred-year-old ginseng was a rare material. He went to more than a dozen shops and did not find it.

A kind-hearted shopkeeper said to him, "My friend, if you want to buy rare medicines, you should go to Shennong Pavilion. They sell wild medicinal materials, among which many are vintages. If they don't have it, then it probably can't be found at the market."

After expressing his thanks, Qin Haodong made his way to the biggest shop in the market, according to the instruction of the shopkeeper.

Coming to the front of Shennong Pavilion, he couldn't help but stare in admiration. It was, indeed, the largest shop in the market. The strong aroma of herbs greeted him as he went through the door.

Above the broad gate of the shop hung a huge gold-plated plaque with two large words — Shennong Pavilion — which looked like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

The shop was very busy with people coming and going. Qin Haodong walked around and found that medicinal herbs here had indeed more Spiritual Qi than those in other shops. They were obviously picked in the wild, not artificially cultivated.

He was just about to ask the salesman if there were any ginseng medicines older than a hundred years when several people entered the shop.

At the front was a tall old man. Although his hair and beard were grey, he had an intense demeanor and the unmistakable aura of the battlefield. Qin Haodong felt strongly that the old man was a soldier in the past, and not an ordinary one.

Next to the old man was a tall young woman with ponytail braids. Her appearance was comparable to that of Lin Momo, and her whole body was full of heroic spirit.

Behind the old man and the beautiful woman stood two tall young men with the same former-soldier body language, who seemed to be acting as bodyguards.

Qin Haodong felt a slight movement in his heart. He sensed the fluctuation of internal Qi keenly from the old man and young woman — this was the first time he had felt the warrior's aura after his rebirth, and he could not help paying more attention.

Hardly had the old man entered when the employee who had been assisting Qin Haodong rushed to meet him and politely said, "Your Honor, here you are!"

The old man nodded and said, "Has the medicine I ordered arrived yet?"

"Yes, please go to the VIP lounge and have a rest while I get it for you!"

The employee led the group to the VIP room, then turned to the warehouse, and quickly came out with a big red brocade box.

Qin Haodong's pupils shrank sharply at the sight of the big red brocade box. He felt a rich sense of Spiritual Qi which was much stronger than the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum in his pocket.

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