Chapter 130: Harvest

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When Han Li heard this, he was greatly disappointed but not particularly surprised. After all, "Yellow Dragon Pill" and "Golden Marrow Pellet" are only miracle drugs in the mortal world. They might be elixirs for ordinary people, but for cultivators, they truly fall short.

Since the other party wasn't interested, Han Li didn't intend to say any more. He reached out to retrieve the porcelain bottle.

"However, even if these pills are a bit inferior, I would still trade with you if you had a few more bottles!" the young man suddenly said, a look of regret on his face.

Han Li, who had extended his arm, immediately drew it back upon hearing the young man's words. He chuckled softly.

"Did I say I only had these two bottles?" Han Li narrowed his eyes, staring at the young man as he slowly spoke.

"You have more?" The young man was slightly startled but then showed delight.

"Of course, but if you want too many, I'll have to consider whether to make this trade," Han Li said noncommittally, fearing the other party might make an exorbitant demand.

"Excellent! You don't need too many, just three more bottles will be enough. It will be enough for me to break through my bottleneck in a short time." The young man became excited, showing immense enthusiasm, a stark contrast to his previous cold demeanor.

It was understandable. Any pill that strengthens the foundation and promotes cultivation progress is something no one would willingly trade away; they're barely enough for personal use! This was also the main reason why the young man hadn't been able to trade his "Flying Talisman" in the past few days.

Even if Han Li's "Yellow Dragon Pill" and "Golden Marrow Pellet" weren't top-grade spiritual medicines for cultivators, their quantity was enough to allow this individual, who had lingered at the peak of the ninth level for a long time, to break through to the tenth level, significantly increasing his cultivation.

However, only someone like Han Li, who treated these medicines like snacks, could afford to trade them away. But Han Li deeply understood the principle of not flaunting wealth. He didn't want to give the other party the impression that he could easily produce a large quantity of pills without any concern.

So, he stroked his chin, feigning a look of reluctance and pain.

"Is that so! That's a bit too many, isn't it? I'd be trading away all the medicine I have!" Han Li deliberately mumbled softly.

"This isn't much! After all, it's a high-grade spiritual talisman! Think about it, with this talisman on you, if you encounter any danger, you can immediately soar away, and it's much faster than ordinary birds. It's like having an extra life! And as long as the talisman's spiritual energy doesn't dissipate, it can be used repeatedly. It's a very practical spiritual talisman!" Seeing that Han Li seemed genuinely able to produce the required pills, the young man's smile widened. He strongly touted the advantages of his flying talisman, afraid Han Li might change his mind and refuse the trade.

"If you want to trade, fine. Give me that stack of talisman paper as an extra. And that book!" Han Li, seeing that the other party truly wanted to trade for his pills, unceremoniously pointed to a stack of blank talisman paper on the stall and a worn-out copy of "Basic Incantation Fragments," addressing the young man.

The young man was startled at first, but when he saw that Han Li was only pointing at low-grade talisman paper and an incantation book that couldn't be sold, his heart immediately filled with joy, and he readily agreed.

Just like that, the "Flying Talisman" became Han Li's possession, and he also acquired a stack of talisman paper and an incantation book he had eyed for a long time.

Han Li briefly flipped through the old book. It contained only the most basic, elementary incantations, with seven or eight low-grade spells and one beginner-level "Earth Thorn Technique" recorded within.

Such a book would be worthless to other cultivators, but it greatly satisfied Han Li.

Because what he lacked now were precisely these basic incantations. Although there were other stalls selling similar books, even better and more complete ones, their prices were astonishingly high.

A copy of "Complete Guide to Basic Five-Element Incantations" was priced at ninety low-grade spirit stones, and another book, "Foundations of Water Incantation Talismans," cost sixty low-grade spirit stones. Although these books were thick and contained more spells, Han Li simply couldn't afford them right now.

After obtaining these items, Han Li felt a bit tired and had no desire to continue browsing. He left the square directly and headed towards the cluster of pavilions.

Not far from the square, Han Li looked back and noticed that the crowd inside seemed to have grown. It appeared there were quite a few "night owl" cultivators who preferred to come out at night.

As he approached these palace-like buildings, Han Li discovered that these pavilions were constructed from extremely valuable tung wood and large blocks of bluestone. Not only was each building exquisitely carved with dragons and phoenixes, but there were also faint spiritual energy fluctuations near the structures, which seemed to be the forbidden magic the Daoist Qing Wen had mentioned.

Han Li circled around and finally found the pavilion he was looking for. He walked forward.

But when he was several feet away from his target, Han Li suddenly felt as if he had run into something. Then, an invisible immense force abruptly pushed him away, forcing him back several steps.

Han Li was both surprised and excited. It seemed there was too much he didn't know in the cultivation world, and he truly wanted to learn it all.

Thinking this, Han Li's heart stirred. He activated his Heavenly Eye technique and looked towards the small building again.

As a result, not far away, Han Li saw a faint layer of green light blocking his path. The entire pavilion was enveloped by this green light, as if covered by an inverted giant bowl.

Han Li approached again and extended a finger, lightly poking the green light. It felt soft and highly elastic. Pressing down a little harder, he felt a subtle force bounce back. It seemed this green light's defensive capability was quite good.

Since Han Li understood the function of the green light, he stopped examining it. Instead, he took out the talisman Daoist Qing Wen had given him and placed it on the light barrier. Immediately, ripples spread across the green light barrier, and then a circular opening appeared, just wide enough for Han Li to pass through.

Han Li didn't hesitate. He put the talisman away and stepped inside, walking towards the pavilion. At this point, the circular opening slowly diminished, eventually closing completely, and the light barrier returned to its original state.

The pavilion before him was not large, only about ten yards high with two floors. However, judging by its area, it was more than spacious enough to accommodate over a dozen people.

Han Li smiled slightly, stepped inside the building, and entered the ground floor's main hall. He saw that besides two Eight Immortals tables, there were only about a dozen wooden chairs, arranged elegantly and simply, truly exuding a serene atmosphere befitting cultivation.

The young monk named Ku Sang was sitting on an empty spot in a corner of the hall, head bowed, eyes closed in meditation, looking like an enlightened high monk. As for the others, Han Li didn't see them.

"Master Ku Sang, has Daoist Qing Wen returned?" Han Li walked a few steps to the monk and asked politely.

The young monk ignored Han Li and continued to chant. It wasn't until Han Li grew impatient that the monk opened his eyes and said to him apologetically, "Benefactor Han, please don't be offended! This humble monk was reciting a crucial part of the Diamond Sutra just now and could not immediately stop to reply. Please forgive me!"

Han Li chuckled dryly upon hearing the monk's words: "How could I! I admire people who are single-minded the most!"

The young monk smiled at Han Li's words and then slowly said, "Daoist Qing Wen and the others are waiting for Benefactor Han on the second floor. They instructed me to tell you to come up immediately when I saw you; it seems they have something for you."

Han Li felt a bit annoyed when he heard the monk's words.

This young monk is truly... since someone is looking for me, why not tell me immediately instead of being so long-winded? It seems it's better to stay away from monks in the future!

Han Li grumbled inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged as he nodded and walked towards the stairs near the hall, ascending to the second floor with a *thump-thump*.

Upon entering the second floor, he saw the brothers Hei Mu and Hei Jin talking near the stairwell. Seeing Han Li ascend, they immediately stopped their conversation and came forward.

"Brother Han, Daoist Qing Wen is waiting for you inside. Come with us brothers!" Han Li's expression was calm, and he said nothing. He followed them through a winding corridor into a room.

There were many people in the room. Besides the monk, everyone else was present, and there were also two unfamiliar strangers.

One was a smiling boy of sixteen or seventeen, and the other was a fair-skinned, plump man of twenty-one or twenty-two. It seemed these two were the ones even Qing Wen found a bit troublesome.

"Brother Han is here! Please sit." Daoist Qing Wen politely pointed to a chair beside him, speaking to Han Li.

Han Li nodded and sat down.

"These two are Wu Jiuzhi from Cloud Gate Gorge and Huang Xiaotian from Stone Cavern Valley," Qing Wen introduced the boy and the胖子 to Han Li, pointing to each in turn.

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