35: Chapter 35 Sky-high Price

Zhao Mo, sitting in the darkness, was confused.

Did he sell it for too high a price?

"1500 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"1600 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

A moment later, the continuous sound of bidding rang out, making Zhao Mo heave a sigh of relief.

"A good idea, actually using enlightenment grass to brew spirit wine. The most crucial part is that this white orchid fruit seems better than ordinary white orchid fruit. I like it very much, 3000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

In the darkness, someone immediately objected: "Hmph, just because you like it, I should let you have it? Nonsense, 5000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"You are all so stingy. You know the price of enlightenment grass, don't you? I offer 100 High-Grade Spirit Stones."

100 High-Grade Spirit Stones is 10,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones; compared to the previous bid, it directly doubled.

When this price was called out, the auction house went silent.

After all, those who had tasted the spirit wine knew that although enlightenment grass was added to this spirit wine, it definitely wasn't a whole plant, so it wouldn't be cost-effective if the price went any higher.

True Person Yun on the white cloud seemed not to have expected this enlightenment spirit wine to sell for such a price, so he quickly said: "100 High-Grade Spirit Stones, going once."

"Are there any more bids?"

"Going twice."

"Going three times."

With a bang, "Sold."

Returning to Leisurely Residence, Zhao Mo was still a bit dazed. In his heart, being able to sell 1500 catties of enlightenment spirit wine for 150 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones would have already been a huge harvest.

He hadn't expected it to have multiplied nearly a hundredfold, selling directly for 100 High-Grade Spirit Stones.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you suffer some kind of blow?"

"Tell me and let me be happy."

It was rare for Ding Xin to see Zhao Mo looking so dejected.

"Come, yours~" "Don't say I'm taking advantage of you."

Zhao Mo poured out fifty High-Grade Spirit Stones with a clatter.

The fist-sized Spirit Stones emitted a faint white light, leaving Ding Xin stunned as well. When had he ever seen so many High-Grade Spirit Stones?

"What is this?"

Zhao Mo: "The Spirit Stones from selling the spirit wine."

"1000 catties sold for 100 High-Grade Spirit Stones, this is 50 High-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Also, this is 150 catties of enlightenment spirit wine."

Zhao Mo took out another wine barrel, which contained the spirit wine.

"Thanks to your enlightenment grass roots, this is all your share."

Seeing Ding Xin hesitate, Zhao Mo said: "Even close brothers must settle accounts clearly. Look, when you gave me the Storage Pouch and the enlightenment grass roots, did I refuse? Did I hesitate?"

Ding Xin then put away the Spirit Stones and spirit wine, smiling and revealing two dimples.

"Many thanks, Senior Brother Zhao."

"Hehe, then I'll put them away."

Then, he looked at Zhao Mo with a serious expression: "Aiya, Senior Brother Zhao is getting more and more handsome. I wonder if Senior Brother needs someone to warm the bed?"

"Junior Brother is willing to warm the bed for Senior Brother for a lifetime."

The good display of brotherly affection was completely ruined by Ding Xin's last sentence.

Answering Ding Xin was Zhao Mo's smelly foot: "You pervert, get away from me."

Outside the ox pen, Ding Xin rubbed his butt: "Do you think this person is stupid, or just a block of wood? Why can't he tell?"

Ox Martial drooped his ears, looking at Ding Xin with light in his eyes.

It's good that you can't tell; once this Saint comprehends the Immortal Scripture, I will take you away.

Slap. Ding Xin slapped Ox Martial: "You Dead Ox, your gaze is so strange."

Winter passed and spring came. It was another busy farming season. There were only seven years left until the ten-year appointment. Zhao Mo's cultivation was at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Since selling the enlightenment spirit wine, Zhao Mo began buying monster meat to prepare compost.

Unfortunately, this year's luck wasn't as good as last year's. He spent two or three months, but gained nothing.

Seeing the time to plant the white orchid fruit drawing closer, Zhao Mo became anxious.

"I plan to go to the Mist Marsh to take a look tomorrow."

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the Mist Marsh?" Ding Xin asked.

That place was already at the edge of the Xuan Sect's influence; for Zhao Mo, who was at the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was not safe.

"There's no other way. I need to use monster meat for compost, otherwise, this white orchid fruit simply cannot be planted."

Ding Xin was shocked: "Use monster meat for compost?"

"You are really generous; I can't even bear to eat monster meat a few times a year."

"However, you cannot go to the Mist Marsh. Who knows how many eyes from the Liu Family are watching you."

With this reminder, Zhao Mo realized that if he went to the Mist Marsh, the Liu Family would likely intercept and kill him right after.

"Then what should I do?"

Zhao Mo had a headache.

"Leave it to me." "I'll go find my sister."

Zhao Mo... Fine, your sister is omnipotent.

He grumbled in his heart, but honestly said: "Alright, tell me how many Spirit Stones you need."

"Come help quickly~" The next morning, just as Zhao Mo returned from the spirit field, he saw Ding Xin flying back on a flying boat.

"Where did you get that flying boat?"

"Aiya, never mind the flying boat, first get the things inside out."

Zhao Mo took a look, good heavens. He didn't know whose flying boat this was, but it had actually been used by Ding Xin to haul monster offal.

"Did you rob a slaughterhouse?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me, is this useful or not?"

"Of course it's useful; the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are also from the monster. How could it not be useful?"

It was just that the smell of this monster offal was significantly stronger than the monster elephant meat Zhao Mo bought last year.

Ding Xin parked the flying boat in front of Zhao Mo's compost pit and ran off, watching from afar.

"Hurry up, there's still a bit left. If it's gone later, don't blame me."

Zhao Mo could only pinch his nose and use his large Iron Shovel to unload the unknown monster offal from inside the flying boat, one shovel at a time.

This flying boat didn't look big, but it could really hold a lot. Zhao Mo's Iron Shovel was a Tier 2 Magical Artifact. After injecting True Qi, it was two or three meters wide, yet even so, it took him over three hours to unload all the monster offal from the entire flying boat.

"Wait for me." Ding Xin drove the flying boat away again.

Zhao Mo held the Iron Shovel and grumbled: "I couldn't tell. You have a mysophobia?"

But where was Ding Xin's shadow?

"Careful, careful."

A moment later, Ding Xin flew back in the flying boat again.

"Ugh, it's really too stinky. I'll go take a bath first. After you finish unloading, wash the flying boat too."

Zhao Mo... Bang.

The huge flying boat was thrown directly into the pond nearby by Zhao Mo. It was fortunate he had dug the pond in advance; otherwise, there really would have been nowhere to wash this flying boat.

"Done."

Dragging the flying boat to the entrance of Leisurely Residence, Zhao Mo hurried non-stop to the Spirit Beast Valley.

In the valley. Zhou Tong was bathing the White Jade Rhinoceros.

"Aiyo, Senior Brother Zhao, you've finally come. If you didn't come, this pit of stuff really wouldn't have been able to be kept."

Zhou Tong pointed to the stone pit, which was three times larger than last year, and said to Zhao Mo.

"Hehe, how could I not come?"

The White Jade Rhinoceros urine in the stone pit was about to overflow because it had accumulated too much.

Zhao Mo skillfully took out a large iron ladle and scooped it into a large iron barrel, one ladle at a time.

Ox Martial, who was pulling the cart nearby, looked as if life was meaningless.

It had been at the Xuan Sect for several years; its monster power hadn't recovered, and it hadn't comprehended the Immortal Scripture. Now it was even more miserable, having to follow Zhao Mo to haul these filthy things. If the monsters of the Ox Clan knew...

Ox Martial was numb.

Slap. "Let's go."

The ox-driving whip cracked, and Ox Martial shuddered, lifted its legs, and walked. There was no help for it; the muscle memory was too strong.

[You completed composting, EXP + 10.]

After working continuously for several days, Zhao Mo finally finished the composting, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

The remaining planting of insect-cage trees and grafting were not so urgent anymore.

"You?" "Who are you?"

Damn it, Zhao Mo suspected he was seeing things; he had actually discovered a woman in Ding Xin's room.