Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

In Caozhou City, there is a craftsman who uses dough to sculpt various "dough figurines," paints them, and they are extremely beautiful!

Many of these dough figurines were used as offerings for the "Flower Goddess Festival" in various parts of Ha Khe County, and were called "flower offerings".

The small figures hanging from this man's waist are quite similar to the "dough figurines" of Caozhou City.

However, these little figures are full of spirit and are by no means just "dough figurines".

Could this person have turned the "dough figurine" into a ritual implement?

Although he said "I won't kill anyone, I won't set fires," Song Chuan was still secretly on guard.

"Tsk tsk, a Qi Refining Level 7 and a Qi Refining Level 4 teaming up, yet they were annihilated by a Qi Refining Level 6. Fellow Daoist, you truly have impressive skills!"

The young man in the theatrical costume spoke in a voice as if he were singing in an opera.

"It was just luck."

With a flick of his finger, Song Chuan unleashed several fireballs from the fireball talisman, instantly reducing Xing Yifei and the straw-hatted man's corpses to ashes.

"It's a pity I arrived too late; I didn't find anything of value! This item probably won't be of much use to you, fellow cultivator, will it?"

The man in the costume sighed and pointed to the beehive.

Song Chuan looked at him, his mind racing for a moment, then shook his head: "If you are interested, fellow Daoist, please take it."

"Hey! A bowl of soup, not bad. I won't be polite then."

After saying this, the man took three small figures from his waist and released them.

As soon as the little man landed, he made a hand gesture and took a few steps to reach half a person's height, then hopped and skipped to the bottom of the beehive.

puppet!

Song Chuan's gaze sharpened. Caozhou dough figurines—he never expected that this folk craft could possess such skill!

These three puppets didn't have strong auras; Song Chuan could easily destroy them.

Suddenly, the three puppets leaped up from below the hive, their bodies instantly flattening out like pancakes, sticking to the hive and completely covering it.

Upon seeing this, the young man in the theatrical costume chuckled, raised his hand and tapped the beehive. The beehive was then wrapped in dough and brought to his front.

With a flick of his sleeve, the beehive vanished.

He cupped his hands in greeting to Song Chuan: "These two are clearly disciples of Teng Hua Valley. Since I took this soup, I am also responsible for this matter. Fellow Daoist, you don't need to worry."

Song Chuan smiled slightly and returned the greeting: "I don't know if you are a disciple of Teng Hua Valley, but it is fate that we have become acquainted. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Having said that, he turned and leaped away.

The voice of the young man in theatrical costume came from behind: "Judging from your words, fellow Daoist, you're heading to Caozhou City. Unfortunately, I have to go on a long journey this time. Next time you come, visit Feng's Noodle Shop..."

This beehive is indeed useless to Song Chuan. The most valuable thing inside is the stinger of a first-tier demon bee, which is estimated to be worth about the same as the mouthparts of an iron-needle ant.

The beehive itself could be sold for some spirit stones, but it's more important to spend money to avoid trouble and shut this person up.

Besides, he didn't want another big battle, as he had just used up most of his magical energy.

Especially when it comes to controlling a top-tier magic weapon like the Fire Cultivation Hoe, it wouldn't be so easy if he hadn't cultivated pure earth elemental power using the beads.

The clay puppet made by the young man in the opera costume, though not very powerful, was quite strange in its methods.

"Feng's Noodle Shop... Hey! There are really a lot of extraordinary people in the cultivation world!"

Song Chuan muttered to himself and continued on his way to a hillside outside Caozhou City.

More than half a day later, on a hillside outside Caozhou City.

This place is shrouded in mist all day long, a place where hunters and woodcutters stop.

But beneath the clouds and mist, there was no rugged mountain forest, but rather a dozen or so pavilions and towers, arranged at varying heights.

It was a small market town located here, near the Crossing the Sea Tower.

Song Chuan changed into a black outfit, put on a hood, and walked through the market.

There were many stalls in the open space between the pavilions, but Song Chuan only glanced at them.

He focused his attention on these pavilions.

He looked at a two-story building with the words "Baihua Fang" written on it, but he didn't rush to go in. Instead, he used his divine sense to examine the building from within thirty feet of it.

After a moment, he smiled slightly and said, "There's such a good thing." He then stepped inside.

Upon entering, one is greeted by a rich floral fragrance.

The flower racks here are filled with all kinds of potted plants, a dazzling array.

There were only about ten first-tier spiritual plants; the rest were ordinary spiritual plants that were less than a hundred years old.

However, there were several kinds of spiritual plants that Song Chuan did not recognize, which were probably special products brought from elsewhere by the major trading company, Guohailou.

"Sir, what kind of spiritual plant are you looking to purchase? Would you mind if I recommended one?"

A female cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining quickly stepped forward and smiled at Song Chuan.

"I'd like to sell a few first-tier spiritual plants here. Could you please arrange the transaction?"

Song Chuan said calmly.

In fact, he had already known through the bead outside the door that there was a female cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining here, and she was the one in charge.

Moreover, Song Chuan overheard the female cultivator muttering to herself, "Why hasn't Fellow Daoist Yao from Vine Flower Valley come to deliver some spiritual plants yet?"

Sure enough, from behind a flower stand in the corner, came the female cultivator's voice: "Oh? Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

A woman dressed simply and with fair skin walked out slowly.

She glanced at Song Chuan, who was wearing a hood, raised her eyebrows slightly, but quickly recovered and turned to go upstairs.

Song Chuan followed the woman to the second floor, where he saw a rather exquisite little hall.

"Fellow Daoist, please have a seat. I am Rao Nanzhi, a disciple of the Guohailou Sect. May I ask your esteemed name? And which first-tier spiritual plants are you wish to sell?"

The woman gestured for Song Chuan to sit down and began to speak.

Song Chuan didn't stand on ceremony. He patted his storage bag, and eight long wooden boxes were placed on the table one by one.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look."

Rao Nanzhi let out a soft "hmm," her face showing surprise.

She then opened each of the wooden boxes one by one and began to examine them.

After a moment, the woman pondered and said, "They are all whole plants. Three of them are relatively ordinary, and the other five are auxiliary materials for Foundation Establishment cultivators' pills."

Then, she said with a half-smile:

"These spiritual plants are not the kind that ordinary small families tend to with magic arrays. Judging from the soil and insect marks on the leaves and flowers, as well as the spiritual energy they contain, they seem to be spiritual plants from Vine Flower Valley."

Song Chuan said coldly, "What? Fellow Daoist, do you care about the origin of these spiritual plants? This isn't how you do business."

Rao Nanzhi shook her head: "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. Since I pointed out the quality of the spiritual plants, I was naturally telling you that our shop will pay a slightly higher price for these spiritual plants."

We at Guohailou would never cheat our customers.

Song Chuan said calmly, "In that case, fellow Daoist, please give me an estimate."

Half an hour later, Song Chuan walked out of the Hundred Flowers Shop with satisfaction. These spiritual plants were eventually sold for four hundred and fifty spirit stones.

Rao Nanzhi must have been in dire need of this spiritual plant from Teng Hua Valley, so she added a little more spirit stones.

According to Song Chuan's estimation, once the spiritual plants from Teng Hua Valley leave He Xi County, their prices will continue to rise.

However, those who buy the spiritual plants from the Vine Flower Valley are generally wealthy individuals; ordinary cultivators would not buy such spiritual plants.

Considering the risks of going to the Kongsang Mountains, Xuanhe's funding was actually not very high.

Because four hundred spirit stones can only buy one mid-level magic weapon at most.

This person really doesn't seem to care much about olm!

Next, Song Chuan plans to sell the Five-Colored Cicada's insect crystal and Xing Yifei's mid-level magic artifact that looks like old tree bark.

With the hundred or so spirit stones from these two people and the seventy or eighty spirit stones he had left, he could see if he could buy another suitable item.