Living a peaceful life in the world of cultivation

"Let me guess, is it this little yellow dog?"

Lu Ping pointed to the little yellow dog that Zhao Xiaofan was playing with. The little yellow dog was unusual in appearance and must be the offspring of some kind of demon beast.

Zhao Dashan nodded and introduced the little yellow dog.

The little yellow dog is a Wind Chaser with a mid-grade first-tier bloodline. Once it matures, it will definitely become a low-grade first-tier demon beast. If properly nurtured, it may even reach the upper limit of its bloodline and become a mid-grade first-tier demon beast.

The Wind Chaser Dog is known for its ability to chase the wind and moon, search mountains, and is extremely loyal to its owner. Whether guarding the house or chasing prey, it is an excellent dog.

"Hehe, I'm lucky, I found four Wind Chaser puppy puppies."

"One will keep Xiaofan company, one will keep you company, and I'll keep the other for when we go into the mountains in the future."

"I plan to take the last one to the market to sell."

The Wind Chaser has a good temperament and is very loyal to the owner who raised it. It has an excellent appearance and possesses a mid-grade first-level bloodline. Such a monster cub would not have trouble finding a buyer in the market. Zhao Dashan could probably sell this cub for at least thirty spirit stones.

The spiritual stones that cultivators enter the mountains mostly come from herbs and the meat of demon beasts.

If you encounter high-grade spiritual herbs and medicines, or capture a young demon beast, you will become rich overnight.

Usually, because monster cubs still need to be nurtured, the price of high-grade spiritual herbs and medicines will surpass that of monster cubs.

However, risk and reward are directly proportional.

Going into the mountains offers the possibility of sudden wealth, but there's also a high chance of falling into despair.

"Brother Dashan, this is too precious..."

"Ah Ping, we're brothers, let's not talk about these things."

Before Lü Ping could finish speaking, Zhao Dashan interrupted him, grabbed a puppy without explanation, and shoved it into Lü Ping's arms.

[The Wind Chaser, a mid-grade Tier 1 demonic beast, is adept at searching mountains and hunting demons, as well as guarding homes and courtyards once it matures.]

The Wind Chaser puppy in her arms had drowsy eyes, limp ears, and soft, golden fur all over its body. It was hard to imagine that it would be able to search the mountains and hunt demons when it matured.

Lu Ping stroked the dog's soft, golden fur. The Wind Chaser puppy in his arms let out a soft whimper before falling into a deep sleep again.

Seeing that Lü Ping did not resist, Zhao Dashan smiled and took out an exquisite jade box from his storage bag. On the jade box was a yellow talisman, with faint spiritual power flowing within the talisman's patterns.

This is a spirit-sealing talisman, an essential item for demon-hunting cultivators; it is a mid-grade first-tier talisman.

Unlike other talismans, which are mostly activated upon contact, the Spirit Sealing Talisman becomes worthless once its spiritual power is exhausted.

The sealing talisman can prevent the leakage of spiritual power and medicinal properties from spiritual plants, and can even preserve the life force of spiritual seeds to a certain extent.

I don't know what kind of precious item it is that would make Zhao Dashan use a spirit-sealing talisman.

"Compared to the Wind Chaser puppy, the contents of this jade box are of only average value."

"They are a few withered seeds."

"The demon-hunting cultivator who accompanied me said it was the spirit seed of the Crimson Blood Ginseng. If we had returned to the market earlier, we could have sold it to the Spirit Herb Hall at a discount. It's just a pity that we stayed in the mountains a few more days."

"The Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed is almost withered and dying. Considering that you, A-Ping, usually enjoy cultivating spirit plants, I don't plan to make a move."

After taking the jade box that was handed to him, Lü Ping examined it.

【Crimson Blood Ginseng, a mid-grade first-tier spiritual plant. Once mature, it can be consumed directly to temper a cultivator's physical body and strengthen their qi and blood. Its effects are even greater for body-refining cultivators. However, if it is refined into a pill, its medicinal power will be slightly diminished.】

[The spirit seed is currently near death and needs to be placed in spirit soil and carefully nurtured. Once it shows signs of life, it must be stimulated again with flesh and blood rich in vital energy to revive its vitality.]

It turned out to be a mid-grade first-tier spiritual plant, the seed of the Crimson Blood Ginseng.

Although it was on the verge of becoming a withered seed, he had a way to revive the Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed with a certain chance.

Furthermore, if the revived Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed is cultivated to maturity, there is a high probability that it will yield a light cluster reward related to tempering blood and strengthening the body.

It can be said that the gifts Zhao Dashan gave this time, whether it was the Wind Chaser Dog or the Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed, touched Lü Ping's heart.

"Brother Dashan, I'm quite interested in both of these spiritual items."

"I won't stand on ceremony with Brother Dashan."

Lu Ping accepted the Wind Chasing Dog cub and the Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed without any hesitation or pretense.

Seeing Lü Ping accept the spiritual item, Zhao Dashan couldn't help but burst into laughter, shouting, "That's how it should be!"

After another round of feasting and drinking,

Lu Ping got up and left, neither disturbing the warm moment of Zhao Dashan's family of three, nor leaving, so he could go back and begin treating the Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed and feeding the Wind Chaser Puppies.

Back in the courtyard, the leaves of the Iron Sword Orchid still drooped over the gray-black soil, as if a swordsman was sharpening his sword and nurturing his sword heart. After communicating with it and learning that it no longer needed Lingyu, Lü Ping stopped paying attention to it.

In some ways, this iron sword orchid is even easier to grow than the spring grass.

Lu Ping used the Fertilizer Soil Technique to create several cracks within the No. 3 Spirit Soil area.

The Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seed has a weak life force, and the Iron Sword Orchid is currently unable to smoothly conceal its sharpness. If the two get too close, the Iron Sword Orchid Spirit Seed may harm the Crimson Blood Ginseng.

Carefully, he placed the four Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seeds in the spiritual soil and established a connection with them. The next moment, he sensed the inner voice of the four spirit seeds.

Thank you, kind plant stylist.

I'm so tired, I just want to get a good night's sleep.

I'm so tired, I just want to get a good night's sleep.

I'm so tired, I just want to get a good night's sleep.

Lu Ping gently covered the four Crimson Blood Ginseng Spirit Seeds with spiritual soil, as if he were gently covering a tired and injured child with a blanket.

Incidentally, he placed ten Rejuvenating Grass Spirit Seeds in the second spiritual soil area. Feeling the joy and excitement emanating from the Rejuvenating Grass Spirit Seeds, a smile appeared on Lü Ping's lips.

A soft whimpering sound came from nearby; the sleeping puppy of the Wind Chaser had woken up.

It tried to stand up, but whether it was because its body hadn't fully developed or because it was hungry, its four legs were weak and limp, and it swayed before collapsing again with a whimper.

Lu Ping hurried over, wrapped the child in his arms, then got up and went inside to cook meat porridge for him.

After the meat porridge was cooked, the Wind Chaser puppy squinted its eyes and ate the whole bowl of porridge.

A demon beast possessing a mid-grade first-tier bloodline is truly extraordinary.

After taking care of the spirit seed and the Wind Chaser puppy, Lü Ping lay down on the armchair in the courtyard.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a wooden hairpin holding his disheveled hair in place. He was nearly thirty years old and had stubble growing on his face.

Lu Ping gently stroked the soft fur of the Wind Chaser puppy with both hands, lulling the puppy to sleep again. He listened to the faint breathing of Crimson Blood Ginseng, the chirping of Spring Grass, and the resounding sound of Iron Sword Orchid refining itself. His heart was at peace like never before.

Such a peaceful and comfortable leisurely life is probably one of a kind in the entire cultivation world...