The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

Leading to the inner disciples' residences is a long white jade bridge that seems to float above a sea of ​​clouds. The bridge surface is wide, flat, and as smooth as a mirror, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the railings on both sides, seemingly swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, lifelike in their depiction.

Below the bridge lies a bottomless abyss, where clouds billow and surge, and occasionally a few cranes stretch their necks and cry out as they gracefully fly by.

The maidservants of the Liu family and Liu Chui led the way, while Ye Sheng followed cautiously behind them, his eyes full of curiosity. This was his first time stepping into such a celestial paradise.

"The Azure Cloud Sword Sect is indeed the foremost cultivation sect in the Eastern Region. The sect grounds are filled with spiritual energy and radiant with light. I just don't know where the sect's 'Hundred Herbs Garden' is. I must find out."

Ye Sheng thought to himself, recalling what Lin Qingxue had said earlier: the Hundred Herbs Garden of the Qingyun Sword Sect is full of spiritual plants, and there is a high possibility that there is a hundred-year-old rotten wood heart.

Although he had infiltrated the Qingyun Sword Sect for several months with Lin Qingxue's help, he had been confined to the menial service area and had never been able to venture outside the abandoned alchemy room, so he had no chance to find the Hundred Herbs Garden.

As Ye Sheng walked, the jade beneath his feet was solid and warm to the touch. What he inhaled was no longer the pungent poison and waste gas from the abandoned alchemy room, but rather the pure, almost tangible spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With just a few breaths, he felt his blood and internal energy become incredibly abundant.

At that moment, he was calmly circulating the "Internal Breathing Technique," greedily absorbing the spiritual energy that was an absolute luxury for a mortal martial artist like himself.

"So this is where the inner sect is located...?"

Ye Sheng looked up and saw that at the end of the jade bridge, one after another, immortal mountains floated in the clouds. Jade palaces and pavilions, with flying red lacquer, were set against the backdrop of ancient green pines and misty clouds, resembling a fairyland.

Compared to the noisy and crowded servants' quarters at the foot of the mountain, this place is undoubtedly another world, a celestial world that belongs purely to cultivators.

Liu Chui seemed to notice Ye Sheng's absent-mindedness, a hint of disdain flashing across her lips, but she did not stop walking. She led him across the jade bridge and along a mountain path paved with bluestone, to an elegant courtyard.

The courtyard is spacious, with two white jade unicorns standing at the entrance, and the walls covered with many unknown vines, blooming with pale purple flowers.

Inside the courtyard, there are artificial hills and flowing water, winding paths leading to secluded spots, and a three-story exquisite pavilion sits in the center of the courtyard.

"My young lady is inside."

Liu Chui stopped at the doorway, stepped aside, and said in a tone colder than before, "Go in first, remember your place, and remember what you just said. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences."

Ye Sheng remained silent, ignoring his warning, and walked straight into the courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, the pure spiritual energy became even more intense. Many of the exotic flowers and rare herbs planted in the courtyard were precious spiritual plants that Ye Sheng had read about in the "Records of Local Customs".

He even caught a glimpse of a red coral tree, about half a person's height, with several fiery red fruits on its trunk, emitting a scorching heat.

[Skill Panel Feedback: A 300-year-old 'Fire Element Fruit' has been detected, containing pure fire-attribute spiritual energy. It is the main ingredient for refining high-level fire-attribute pills.]

Ye Sheng's heart stirred slightly, but his steps did not falter. He crossed the courtyard and arrived at the pavilion. The pavilion door was ajar, and a faint cough could be heard from inside.

Ye Sheng didn't stand on ceremony or stand on ceremony; instead, he gently pushed the door open and entered.

The attic was elegantly furnished, with a three-legged bronze censer placed in the center of the hall. The charcoal fire beneath the censer was still burning, and a delicate medicinal fragrance filled the air.

A woman dressed in a moon-white dress stood with her back to the door in front of a long table.

She was tall and slender, with long, jet-black hair that cascaded down like a waterfall, simply tied up with a jade hairpin.

Hearing the door open, she slowly turned around, and Ye Sheng's breath hitched.

What a stunningly beautiful and aloof face it was! Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, her nose was delicate and upturned, her cherry lips were slightly pursed, and her skin was as white as snow.

She stood quietly, possessing a refined and aloof air, like a celestial being untouched by worldly affairs.

This woman is Liu Qing, seventeen years old, the third young lady of the Liu family in Qingyun City.

Her gaze fell on Ye Sheng, her cold eyes devoid of any emotion. She glanced at him briefly and then looked away, as if she didn't even notice him.

"So you're the handyman Uncle Liu found to help me, the one who knows secret techniques?"

The woman spoke, her voice clear and cold like an icy spring, utterly calm.

"Yes." Ye Sheng bowed.

Liu Qing didn't look at him again, but turned and pointed to the white jade flowerpot on the long table: "Look."

Upon hearing this, Ye Sheng stepped forward, his gaze falling on the flowerpot.

In the pot was a plant about a foot tall, resembling an orchid. Its leaves, which should have been lush and green, were now mostly withered and yellow, drooping listlessly.

The tips of the leaves even developed scorched black spots, with only a small patch of tender leaves in the center stubbornly retaining some greenness.

At this moment, the entire spiritual plant exudes a strong aura of decay and death; this is the Moon Orchid.

[Skill Panel Feedback: A dying spirit plant, 'Moon Orchid,' has been detected. Its main body is severely depleted of vitality, and its roots are infected by extremely weak 'Yin Sha Death Qi.' If it is not removed in time, it will completely wither and die within three days.]

Huh? Why is there such a deathly aura here?

Ye Sheng's heart stirred.

He was extremely familiar with this aura; it shared the same origin as the strange Yin-Yang creatures he had encountered during the Bewitching Crossing and the black energy within Ye Kai's body.

It seems that the root cause of the Moonflower Orchid's illness is not a simple case of withering.

"How is it?" Liu Qing asked, her voice tinged with impatience as she watched Ye Sheng remain silent for so long.

"This spiritual plant is sick," Ye Sheng said slowly.

"nonsense!"

At that moment, Liu Chui, who had just walked in through the door, coldly snorted, "My young lady is asking if you can treat her!"

Ye Sheng ignored him and looked only at Liu Qing, calmly saying, "It is not only sick, but also poisoned, a kind of insidious poison that is extremely difficult to detect and resolve by ordinary means."

"Insidious?"

A ripple finally appeared in Liu Qing's usually cold eyes as she asked, "Are you sure?"

As a Foundation Establishment stage alchemist, she had already examined the Moonflower Orchid, but only noticed its abnormal loss of vitality, unable to pinpoint the cause. Now that Ye Sheng had revealed the reason, she couldn't help but believe it to some extent.

"I'm 70% confident."

Ye Sheng paused, then changed the subject, continuing, "But to save it, I need absolute silence, undisturbed by anyone. Furthermore, when I use my ancestral secret technique, no one is allowed to watch."

"joke!"

Liu Chui rebuked again, "You've only been a new servant in the sect for a few months, and you're a commoner. Who knows what your intentions are? If you secretly tamper with Yuehualan, how would we know?"

When he left the servants' quarters earlier, he had secretly inquired about Ye Sheng's identity from Pang Fu. After learning that the latter was a commoner, he felt even more contempt for him.

In his view, the Liu family was a noble family with a long history of military service in the Great Yuan Dynasty, and the third young lady, Liu Qing, was a genius cultivator of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sword Sect with unlimited potential.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Ye Sheng stopped explaining and just looked at Liu Qing with a cold expression.

Liu Qing remained silent.

She gazed into Ye Sheng's calm and deep eyes, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart. This servant in front of her seemed to be different from any other servants she had ever seen in the sect.

After pondering for a while, she looked at the Moon Orchid on the table that was about to lose its vitality.

This Moonflower Orchid is the key ingredient in her refining of the Qi-Strengthening Pill. It is crucial for gathering spiritual energy and stabilizing her Yuan Power, preparing her for breaking through cultivation bottlenecks in the future. It must not be lost.

Now, even the best spiritual plant managers in the sect are at a loss. Perhaps, they really have no choice but to try their luck and trust this mysterious servant once.

"it is good."

Liu Qing finally made her decision. Her voice remained cold as she said in a deep voice, "You can use the quiet room on the third floor of my attic. If you need any other materials, you can also tell Uncle Liu directly."

After saying that, she pointed at Liu Chui and then reminded him, "But I'll only give you one hour. If Yuehualan suffers any damage after the hour is up, you will bear the consequences."

"No problem," Ye Sheng nodded.