Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 105: Chapter 87: On the Art of Stirring Trouble

The entire Ink Cloud City was deserted, with everyone carrying hoes, shovels, and all sorts of digging tools, rushing towards the direction of the mountain stream.

This time, things got really out of hand.

In just two days, what initially only circulated among cultivators had spread across the entire Ink Cloud City, and now everyone knew that a Ginseng Spirit appeared inside the big waterfall eight miles outside the city, as large as a person and even growing a human head.

Even ordinary people were eager to join the cultivators in getting a taste, thinking that since it had grown a head, it would eventually turn into a human and run away.

”Is it really that miraculous?”

A commoner followed the large group, carrying a hoe and asking a familiar person.

”A neighbor of mine, a man with tuberculosis, went there this morning and supposedly picked up a tiny Ginseng King’s root, as thin as a strand of hair, made soup with it, and guess what happened? The disease got better!”

Someone with sharp eyes noticed that the cultivators flying out today were not carrying pickaxes, but instead each was carrying a large pot on their back.

While feeling puzzled, they suddenly noticed there was also a servant in the crowd carrying a pot.

It happened to be someone they recognized; it was indeed Laifu, the servant of the Lin Mansion, who immediately went over to inquire.

Laifu, still with his usual enthusiastic appearance, explained, ”My young master told me to bring it, saying it’s better to directly cook the Ginseng Roots on site with the pot.”

Han Yu had been blending into the crowd, intending to follow them and observe the excitement, but upon hearing Laifu’s words, he couldn’t help but gape in astonishment.

Even the Cyan Sun Sect got involved?

Indeed, the news was brought back to the sect by Zhu Yu the day before, and the Cyan Sun Sect was all drooling over the Ginseng King that had grown a head - ginseng is so nourishing!

That day, when the Cyan Yang Sect Leader arrived with the sect’s pharmacist, the pharmacist nearly went insane with joy, shaking all over with excitement at the sight of vast medicinal fields, almost drooling.

The Cyan Yang Sect Leader was similarly shocked by the grandeur of the medicinal fields, especially upon entering the cave and seeing the human-head-sized Ginseng King poking out, causing his heart to quiver slightly.

”Isn’t this the work of some great figure?”

Just being a Ginseng King was fine, but the massive Spirit Stones spread below the Spirit Plants made it unlikely to be unowned.

Immediately, a burning heart was about to calm down.

However, the pharmacist’s subsequent words rekindled his fire.

”Sect Leader, the Spirit Plants and Spirit Stones in this medicinal field are enough to advance my alchemy skills further, and I can even cultivate a large number of Spirit Medicines to refine a batch of pills to aid in cultivation, likely improving our sect’s cultivators’ overall strength significantly.”

The pharmacist’s eyes were already red as he gazed at the medicinal field. This was a place pharmacists dreamed of! Which pharmacist doesn’t dream of waking up to endless Spirit Medicines to squander?

Why are pharmacists so rare in the Cultivator Realm? Because it takes a massive amount of Spirit Stones to cultivate one, continuously supplying Spirit Stones and growing Spirit Medicines, while the pharmacist refines pills, step by step building up their level.

A pharmacist can’t just follow a Pill Formula and copy it to refine pills. Even if you’re a genius, you need to constantly explore and adjust the heat and time, sometimes even the alchemical techniques, only after accumulating experience can the pill gradually take shape.

Therefore, to know if a sect is wealthy, just look at the level of its cultivated pharmacists.

This opportunity to enhance the sect’s disciples’ cultivation was too great to let go of.

The Cyan Yang Sect Leader didn’t intend to let go; this opportunity was taken by Cyan Sun Sect.

Inside the cave, the moment the pharmacist entered, he rushed towards the Ginseng King, crazily devouring the exposed roots.

If not knowing that the pharmacist was testing the medicinal properties, the Cyan Yang Sect Leader would have thought he was crazy.

Moments later, the pharmacist returned with a flushed face, with a look of disbelief, saying, ”Such a rich vitality! The value of this Ginseng King is immeasurable. If my skills were sufficient, I could even refine it into pills that extend a cultivator’s life!”

To extend a cultivator’s life!

This thing really became incredibly hot.

Which major sect doesn’t have a few old monsters waiting to die? Not to mention just any sect, even the Celestial Essence Nine Sects would covet it immensely.

”Let’s go! Let the disciples come to move the medicinal field.”

Immediately, the Cyan Yang Sect Leader was about to take the pharmacist back.

The pharmacist, full of confusion, chased after, exclaiming, ”Sect Leader, what about the Ginseng King?”

The Cyan Yang Sect Leader shook his head while walking, his mind racing with thoughts.

This set-up was surely laid by some great figure.

To elevate the Cyan Sun Sect, he had to take the medicinal field and the massive Spirit Stones beneath, yet the Ginseng King couldn’t be monopolized.

He had an idea; since the Ginseng King was of utmost value, it was best to involve those nine sects, so when things inevitably went wrong, they’d be blocking at the forefront, while he could fish in troubled waters at the back.

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At this moment, outside the mountain stream, it was already bustling with people, with some cultivators directly flying into the waterfall. Regular people also had their methods, with some jumping into the river to swim in, while others built wooden rafts on the spot to paddle in...

Han Yu made it in by mixing onto a wooden raft, but once he passed the waterfall’s entrance to the small lake, he was stunned.

The previous large area of medicinal fields now looked like it had been gnawed by dogs, the ground full of pits, with no trace of Spirit Medicine or Spirit Stones.

Outside the cave, Cyan Sun Sect cultivators were already guarding, allowing Loose Cultivators to enter, but ordinary people could no longer proceed further.

Inside the cave, the Ginseng King was already surrounded by people from the Cyan Sun Sect. The Loose Cultivators could dig for Ginseng Roots in the cave but were absolutely not allowed to approach the Ginseng King.

This time, Cyan Sun Sect came prepared; moreover, the name of a sect was there, leaving the Wild Cultivators with no choice but to resign and dig with sighs.

Outside the cave, the unrepentant commoners wielded farm tools, and after digging about two meters deep, they indeed found patches of Ginseng Roots, cheering with joy, ”Roots can also be found here.”

This call spurred everyone to work even harder.

Han Yu used a small flame trick to get into the cave, where the scene was no different from outside.

The complaints of the Wild Cultivators were inevitable but not too audacious.

”Damn it, such a huge Ginseng King, and Cyan Sun Sect just took it, what a big appetite.”

Some cultivators voiced their discontent, then a familiar cultivator quickly signaled him to speak cautiously.

”Don’t say too much; I heard the Ginseng King isn’t just taken by Cyan Sun Sect alone, but eight sects from the Celestial Essence Nine Sects might also come, so it’s better to gather more Ginseng Roots, and avoid calamity from idle talk.”

Han Yu was left speechless, waves rolling in his Sea of Consciousness, with Glass rolling a bun-face bewilderedly saying.

”Didn’t you say to disgust them? How did it turn into such a big deal?”

Han Yu didn’t expect things to evolve to this stage, originally just wanting to discomfort the old lunatic, but it kept escalating, involving eight sects from the Celestial Essence Nine Sects.

The remaining sect, Han Yu knew well, must be his cousin’s family, knowing that the Ginseng King was precisely the work of that old madman, only a fool would try to fish in these muddy waters.

Glass in his mind urged that this Ink Cloud Mansion couldn’t be stayed in, for disturbing so many major sects, it was bound to be chaotic for a while.

It wasn’t afraid of chaos but most feared a bunch of old undying Realm of Transcendence experts.