Mountains and giant beasts, cabins in the woods

The so-called good stuff isn't hard to guess; it's probably a miracle drug.

Just like the mythical beasts born among animals, there are also special individuals among plants that control spiritual energy, known as rare seedlings.

Whether they are mythical beasts or rare seedlings, the body tissues of these strange life forms contain spiritual energy and are called spiritual medicines.

The production of medicinal herbs is the core pillar of Black Dragon Village, therefore, the people in the village are generally divided into two categories.

Cultivating the Blood Path allows one to control beasts and insects; cultivating the Wood Path allows one to grow flowers and plants.

To put it simply, they are herders and farmers.

Regardless of whether it's innate or acquired, as long as a person possesses a rare beast or a rare seedling, they will have higher income, acquire more resources, and eventually reach a higher social class.

Unfortunately, Baohei is male and doesn't lay eggs...

Liu Xingmo wandered around the central city before heading to the pharmacy.

This is a brick house located on the ground, which looks like a bunker, with even the doors and windows reinforced with steel bars to hold up wooden planks, like a prison cell.

Liu Xingmo entered the room.

A majestic owl, flapping its enormous wings, directed countless tiny figures to carry medicinal herbs. That must be the hall master.

The lobby is surrounded by windows, separated from the outside by elegant iron bars. Inside, dignified female employees sit, and there is a row of medicine cabinets filled with drawers.

Liu Xingmo went around to window number 13, which was the only quiet spot with not many people queuing.

He introduced himself directly: "I am Liu Xingmo."

The receptionist, wearing light makeup, smiled. "Okay. There's a special shipment prepared for your contracted beast, worth 100 yuan." She then handed over a booklet. "You also have the right to purchase these elixirs; please choose carefully."

Liu Xingmo took the booklet and flipped through it; his heart immediately started racing.

The female receptionist said sternly, "Please note that these elixirs are sold at low prices and are specifically intended to support talented individuals. Resale and resale are strictly prohibited."

"Understood, I'll go take a closer look."

Liu Xingmo went to a corner of the hall, sat on a public bench, and eagerly flipped through the thin notebook.

Muscle-strengthening herb, bone-strengthening root, longevity fruit, aphrodisiac velvet...

It sounds ordinary, but it's a miracle drug with visible effects.

Take the simplest herb, Yijincao, for example. The description says that eating one seed can activate all the muscles in the body within three days; eating one hundred seeds continuously can increase the strength of the whole body by 30% within a year.

This effect is semi-permanent and will continue with daily practice.

Liu Xingmo carefully flipped through the entire booklet before finally making up his mind.

He went to the window: "100 red blood carp roe, 10 bone-strengthening roots, and that special shipment."

"Okay, that'll be 300 yuan in total." The receptionist smiled broadly. "Let me emphasize again, reselling or reselling these elixirs is strictly prohibited. If you violate this rule, the consequences will be severe."

"I understand," Liu Xingmo replied in a deep voice.

A trembling hand handed over a handful of copper and iron coins, receiving three large packages in return. A faint fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from the package.

Proper cultivation resources are incredibly expensive, and even then, they are often unavailable, supplied only to a select few.

Fortunately, I received the reward money I've saved up over the years today, so I have some options. I'll have to discuss how to spend this large sum of money when I get home.

The moon rises above the branches, and the stars shine in the night sky.

Liu Xingmo arrived at Birch Avenue and boarded the Wild Rabbit Bus.

Inside the wooden carriage, there was only a single glass oil lamp, its dim light illuminating a group of weary travelers returning home, some of whom had even fallen asleep in their swaying seats.

Liu Xingmo looked out the window. The mountains in the night were shrouded in mist, and under the stars and moon, they looked like a tranquil painting.

As he pondered the future, his emotions inevitably fluctuated, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep, clutching his bundle.

"Ring ring!"

The arrival announcement startled the drowsy passengers.

Liu Xingmo then shouldered his pack, walked down the birch avenue, and onto the stone path in the orchard, returning to his own peach orchard.

Late at night.

Under the moonlight, the young man knocked on the familiar door. The woman, holding an oil lamp, welcomed her husband home late.

"I'm back, Mary."

"Come in quickly, Xingmo."

Liu Xingmo took a sip of warm fruit tea and then washed his body with hot water.

He lay on the living room sofa and said to his wife, who was packing her bags, "This trip to the city was different. Not only did I get a large reward, but I also bought some miraculous medicine!"

Sumari had already noticed, and she carefully packed the three medicines into a special bottle: "You're really something! Are you planning to improve yourself first, or take care of your turtle?"

"Let's do it simultaneously, focusing on Baohei. After all, it doesn't have any bottlenecks or difficulties. Once it's well-fed and grows up, it can advance to a higher level."

"I also have good news!" Sumali spread out her slender, white hand, a wisp of dark blue flame dancing in her palm, radiating a contradictory aura that was both cool and hot.

Her cool and aloof face lit up: "My alchemy is about to break through! I estimate I'll be able to advance to the second rank this year, and next year I can try processing spiritual herbs."

"That's great!" Liu Xingmo sat up from the sofa, thought for a moment, then lay back down with a troubled expression. "You need a new alchemy workshop, right? Renting a big house and making new equipment will all cost money. I'll save my reward money for now."

"Don't worry, Xingmo. I'll ask Miss Setia for an advance, and then pay her back slowly with the profits from the potion."

"No! Just use my money, it's a deal."

"Oh, my dear husband, don't you still like Miss Setia?"

"She's too hostile towards me."

"Don't worry, I've decided to live here and won't go back to the Western countries with her."

"I'm eagerly waiting for that guy to leave Black Dragon Village."

……

After resting for a while, Liu Xingmo went to the kitchen to visit his precious contracted beast.

The old turtle's injuries have healed considerably; the bandages have been removed, leaving only shocking scars on its shell.

The soul imprint conveyed a restless desire: I'm hungry, I want to eat meat...

Liu Xingmo smiled bitterly, but only gave it a blade of grass.

The pointed turtle head retracted into its shell.

Liu Xingmo tapped the carapace with his finger: "This is a bone-strengthening root, a good thing to make you stronger!"

The turtle's head shot out swiftly and snatched the grass root from its owner's hand in an instant.

"You're always trying to take advantage; watch out, you'll be in big trouble later!"

Liu Xingmo then brought over specially made goods.

These are several black pills with what appear to be fine dark red lines on their surface.

This thing exudes an invisible, eerie aura. It feels icy to the touch and even causes a slight tingling sensation in the fingertips.

Bao Hei ate one without hesitation.

It is said that this is a medicine refined by a bloodline expert using a secret method, specifically for strengthening turtle-type contracted beasts.

Liu Xingmo could roughly guess the ingredients of this thing.

The Blood Path cultivation method of Black Dragon Village originates from witchcraft and has a savage and brutal nature.

Baohei consumed the two kinds of spiritual medicine and lay quietly to digest them. As it continues to grow, it will undergo a transformative change.

A profound sense of satisfaction was transmitted from the contracted beast to its master through the soul imprint.

Liu Xingmo nodded in satisfaction, then returned to his room, eager to taste the medicinal herb.