Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

Yi Yang controlled his facial expressions and breathing rhythm, pretending to be nonchalant as he walked around the low table, looked through several bottles of pills, and then picked up a piece of Fiery Prison Ore to examine it for a moment.

Finally, he "casually" reached out, picked up the piece of wood, and asked:

"Miss Su, what is the origin of this piece of wood?"

Su Niannian was negotiating the price of a bottle of pills with someone when she heard Yi Yang's words and turned her head to look.

"Oh, that one," she replied casually. "I found it near Bailongze a few years ago. I thought the material was special, so I kept it."

"Bai Longze?" Yi Yang flipped the piece of wood over, then put it down again, his tone casual. "How much?"

Su Niannian blinked, tilted her head and looked at him for a couple of moments, then suddenly smiled.

"Is Lord I interested in this?"

"Just asking."

"Fifty spiritual crystals."

As soon as these words were spoken, several people who were trading nearby turned their heads to take a look.

Big-bearded Luo Kaishan leaned over and looked at the dark piece of wood, then at Yi Yang, his face full of disbelief.

"This is all? Fifty spirit crystals? Miss Su, are you sure you didn't quote the wrong price? I'd rather not even bother chopping this up for firewood."

"Who told Lord Yi to ask?" Su Niannian smiled and pushed the wooden block away, then winked at Yi Yang.

Yi Yang withdrew his hand, shook his head regretfully, and said, "Fifty spirit crystals can buy two treasures, which is really beyond my means. Miss Su, I'll take my leave."

He turned and walked away without looking back.

Seeing that Yi Yang really didn't hesitate, Su Niannian's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and went to greet other guests.

As Yi Yang turned away, he understood perfectly well what was going on.

He was certain that Su Niannian didn't know the details of this piece of wood. If she did, she wouldn't sell it for even a hundred pieces, let alone fifty.

She probably just thought that since she picked it up from a place like Bailongze, which is rich in spiritual creatures, it must have an extraordinary origin, but she couldn't find out its specific purpose, and it had been sitting in her hands for several years without ever being used.

Today I saw myself ask a question, thinking I'd stumbled upon a shrewd sucker, and casually quoted a high price.

Yi Yang was not in a hurry to deal with this tactic of feigning indifference.

Su Niannian's item is unsellable and just taking up space. As long as I don't actively pursue it, she'll eventually lower the price.

After some transactions, most people gained something, and the gathering ended in a pleasant atmosphere. After the gathering, people went downstairs in twos and threes.

Having gained nothing, Yi Yang turned and left, seemingly having only asked Mu Tou a casual question. As he reached the entrance of Wangyue Tower, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Lord Yi, wait a moment."

Just as Su Niannian was about to leave, she chased after him and called out to Yi Yang as he left.

Hearing the call behind him, Yi Yang stopped and turned around, looking at her with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Miss Su, is something the matter?"

"Can we talk in private?" Su Niannian asked, pointing to a deserted alleyway beside her when she saw Yi Yang stop.

Yi Yang thought for a moment, then nodded, and the two of them walked into the alley one after the other.

In the dim light, Su Niannian took the wooden box out of her bosom again.

"Lord Yi, I know you are interested in this piece of wood."

Su Niannian handed the piece of wood to him, her smile fading slightly, and she explained in a much more serious tone:

"Lord Yi, I dug this piece of wood out of a collapsed cold pool deep in the White Dragon Marsh. I've had it for three years and asked several people to look at it, but none of them could explain what it was."

"You are a smart man, you should know that anything that comes out of that place is never ordinary."

Su Niannian looked at him sincerely, "Here's the deal, forty spirit crystals, you can take it. This is the lowest price I can offer."

Yi Yang looked at her and sneered inwardly. This woman was still trying to play mind games with him. He didn't reach for the piece of wood, and said in a very calm tone:

"The reason I'm interested in it is because the cultivation technique I practice leans towards the wood element, which requires some special spiritual materials to assist me."

"This piece of wood looks quite old; it might be of some use, but that's about it."

He shrugged and said sincerely, "Qingzhou City is so big, it shouldn't be hard to find similar wood-attribute spiritual materials. Forty spirit crystals can buy me several substitutes with similar effects."

"I don't need to hang myself on your tree."

Seeing that Yi Yang looked ready to leave at any moment, Su Niannian became anxious.

She had kept this piece of wood for several years, and apart from being hard, she hadn't found any other use for it.

I brought it out this time just to try my luck and see if there was any gullible sucker who didn't know its value.

We've finally found someone we're interested in; we can't let him get away.

"Then...then you name a price?" Su Niannian gritted her teeth and finally relented.

"Twenty-three."

"This is too much..." Su Niannian's face fell.

"The price of an ordinary treasure." Yi Yang put it bluntly, "Miss Su, you've held onto this piece of wood for three years, and no one has made an offer. Today you've offered fifty, and not a single one of the twenty-odd True Qi Realm cultivators here has even glanced at it."

"Twenty-three spirit crystals, you've made a profit."

Su Niannian pursed her lips and glared at him for a long time, feeling somewhat unwilling but helpless about Yi Yang's attitude. In the end, she could only compromise and say:

"make a deal."

She slapped the piece of wood into Yi Yang's hand, and Yi Yang took out twenty-three spirit crystals from his storage ring and handed them over.

Su Niannian put away the spirit crystals, glanced back at him before leaving, and snorted.

"Lord Yi is truly a master at business."

"Miss Su, you flatter me."

Su Niannian rolled her eyes at him, then turned and left.

Yi Yang held the piece of wood and rubbed his thumb against the rough surface.

Twenty-three spirit crystals.

If what's inside is what he guessed, this deal is incredibly profitable.

Back at the Sky Patrol Division's residence.

Yi Yang closed the door and placed a thin layer of protective energy barrier at the window and door gaps to isolate the inside from the outside.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, placed the piece of wood horizontally in front of his knees, and began practicing the Yi Wood Health Preservation Exercise.

The azure true energy within his body flowed slowly, and a faint humming sound emanated from his meridians.

Yi Yang closed his eyes and probed the interior of the wood with his divine sense.

The outer layer of wood fibers was withered and hard, but divine sense passed through it without any hindrance.

Deeper inside, the wood's internal structure begins to change. The decaying fibers gradually become denser, and the color changes from grayish-black to dark brown, and then from dark brown to dark green.

After Yi Yang's divine sense penetrated the last layer of dense wooden barrier, the view suddenly opened up before him.

In his divine perception, a green mass appeared, a dense, almost solidified emerald green light, quietly suspended at the very core of the wood.

This green hue is not light, but vitality—pure, unpolluted, and the most primal life force in the world.

It lies dormant in the heart of this withered tree, and who knows how many years have passed.

Yi Yang's breathing suddenly became heavy. In the sense of life he had perceived, he felt an extremely familiar aura.

"Yi Wood Health Preservation Exercise"

This aura and the cultivation technique he practiced share the same origin.