The little boy led his sister towards the vegetable garden, making her even more puzzled. How could there possibly be amber in the vegetable garden? There were no large trees around that could produce resin. "I found it right here," the little boy pointed to an empty space where a bush of grass was growing. The grass looked as if it had been trampled down, completely flattened. She noticed a few small blood stains on the leaves of the grass. Googlᴇ search 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Eh! Sunlight hit something, reflecting light into her eyes. Looking closer, she found it to be a small pearl, only the size of He Yu’s little fingertip. It was round, clear, and lustrous, reflecting light. It lay hidden under the bush, out of sight. Her garden had amber and a pearl? Why were these things found in her garden? Outsiders couldn’t enter her garden, and surely no one in her family would buy amber and a pearl like these. "Yu’er, is this where Xiao She and Baihu were fighting?" "Yes, but I don’t know where they’ve gone now," the little boy craned his neck, looking around. Zhenzhu looked at the amber and the shining pearl in her hand, puzzled. Yet, her heart raced when she thought of a certain belief. Ancient beliefs held that the saliva of dragons could create magical beads known as ‘Pearls of Fertility,’ which would bring about the lush growth of vegetation and crops. Furthermore, it was believed that a dragon’s blood, when it flowed from its body, would seep into the earth and transform into amber. When a dragon shed its skin, its horn could glow, possessing great power and emitting light in darkness. But how could there be a dragon in her garden other than... Could it be possible? She might believe Xiao She to be a mystical beast, but a dragon? A deity from legends, who would believe such a thing? "Yu’er, let’s go back. We’ll look for where they’ve gone," she said. Zhenzhu searched for the two animals but couldn’t find them anywhere. She then decided to mentally connect with Baihu, discovering they were at the waterfall at the far end of the farm. She sent Yu’er back to the house and hurried to the waterfall, finding them soaking in a pond where she had steeped goldfish scales, turning the water into spiritual energized water. Their wounds were slowly healing. "Baihu, Yu’er said you two had a big fight," Zhenzhu asked. Baihu communicated mentally that they weren’t fighting. Baihu was just helping Xiao She through a its calamity. Xiao She had now advanced to the indigo-tier, thanks to the environment provided by Zhenzhu’s Flowers Engulf Sky Formation and its suitability for their spirit energy cultivation. Also, Xiao She had been lounging in the vegetable patch regularly, nourishing itself with the natural spirit energy from the vegetation. This method of cultivation allowed it to absorb the spirit energy from the vegetables in the garden, which not only didn’t diminish but also became more purified and intensified. Thus, Xiao She was able to advance at a pace that even Zhenzhu found enviously painful. "Are you two injured? What are these?" she asked as she took out the amber and the pearl. Baihu explained that the amber came from Xiao She’s blood and the pearl from its saliva. Zhenzhu had guessed correctly. Xiao She was a dragon bloodline. Even though the ancient dragon bloodline was intricately hidden, each tier it ascended was a step towards awakening more of its bloodline. Dragon blood amber possesses the power to bring longevity, ward off calamities, and attract fortune and luck. And The Pearl of Fertility induces the lush growth of vegetation and crops, ensuring prosperity in cultivation. Baihu suggested that she could use the dragon blood amber as a talisman and the Pearl of Fertility as the core for cultivation formation. Xiao She was in transitioning period to higher tier and would need several more days to recover. "Thank you, Baihu. Please take care of Xiao She." Zhenzhu decided to bury the Pearl of Fertility among her mulberry fields for now, as she had not yet conceived a suitable formation. At least, it would accelerate the growth of her mulberries and enhance their spirit energy’s purity. Nearly 15 days passed, but Xiao She had yet to recover fully. She could only hope for its safety. Today, she visited Master Tiao again to offer her new product - the golden baskets. "Young lady, you want to sell it for only 100 taels? I think you could easily sell it for 200 taels, and people would still buy it," Master Tiao was astonished as he examined the ten baskets imbued with detectable spirit energy. Master Ming Yang always had something up his sleeve that amazed people. "Selling it for 100 taels each is fine. You can resell it for 120 or 150 taels as a profit. I’ll continue to supply you with these baskets," she didn’t want to sell them at too high price since the buyers would likely use them to generate profit too. Her treasury was dwindling, and she needed to replenish her funds. "Master Ming Yang is truly admirable. Others rest for months between each inscription, yet Lord Ming Yang does not rest and continuously produces them," even the pills he sent him twice a month without fail – how could he not prosper? He also heard that Young Kid Zhu had purchased several plots of land around her house, truly provident. He believed that soon the land prices there would skyrocket, and 10,000 taels might not even be enough to buy a single plot. "Father regularly consumes food and medicine enriched with spirit energy, allowing him to rest less," she explained. "Ah, well done. Master Ming Yang is indeed capable. It’s no wonder more and more nobles from other regions are buying land in Fengfu. You wouldn’t know this, but our Governor Manor has been receiving guests non-stop. Our mayor has gained quite a reputation in this area," even he had started investing in land, knowing that waiting too long would mean not having enough money to buy it. Currently, real estate brokerage is booming in Fengfu. "Oh, I forgot to mention that in five days, there will be a fabric contest festival in Feirong City. Seeing that you’re interested in fabrics, why not have your father take you to explore?" "A fabric contest festival?" she asked. "Yes, Feirong City is famous for its exquisite fabrics. Many renowned fabrics are woven there." "Ah, thank you, Master Tiao, for the suggestion." After her conversation with Master Tiao was concluded, Zhenzhu took her leave. The next afternoon, at Ruyi Pharmacy: Several ordinary baskets were arranged in front of Ruyi Pharmacy, each tagged with a price of 120 taels. Passersby and customers, including merchants from other cities, stopped in wonder. Has Master Tiao gone mad? An ordinary basket for 120 taels? People moved on to a nearby weaving shop where baskets were sold for just 150 to 250 brass coins. Why sell these baskets at such a high price? "What kind of baskets are these, and why so expensive?" "Is Master Tiao overly greedy, thinking these are made of gold to be selling them at such a price?" "Who would buy at 120 taels? Did he just set the price as he wanted?" Critiques and discussions ensued among the crowd. "Look! It seems like there’s some energy emanating from these baskets," noticed a man with blue-tier of spirit energy cultivation. "Indeed! That’s... that’s the power of the character! It really is the power of the character. I’ve felt this before." "Really? Actual power of the character?" Most town people and merchants never encountered power of the character, hence, they did not know how it was. "Whether it’s true or not, call out the manager, and we’ll know." "Go, get the salesman. I want to know if it really is power of the character." "I knew it. Master Tiao would not just sell anything at any price. He’s Master Tiao, after all; how could he sell common goods at such rates?" Soon, Mi Fan came out. Once he saw the gathering crowd, he stacked the ten baskets then placed them in front of him. "Listen, everyone, let me explain. These baskets are inscribed by Master Ming Yang himself. The inscriptions are known as Preservation Character, designed to keep the contents fresh for up to two months, perfect for merchants traveling to different cities or those selling perishable goods. The inscription lasts for two years before diminishing. If interested, you can purchase them for just 120 taels each. There are only 10 available for now, and they might be gone if you’re too late." "Ah, so that’s it. These baskets are valuable." "Really? I want one for keeping seafood from the South fresh. If it truly works, I’ll buy." One merchant said. "I’ll use it for northern fruits to sell in the South." "Great, the products won’t spoil, and they’ll fetch a better price." "Please form a line and proceed inside to make your payment," Mi Fan smiled, inviting a steady flow of money into the shop. Merchants scrambled to pay, and in no time, all ten baskets were sold out swiftly. "I missed it. Will there be more available?" "Yes, I missed it too." "Me as well. I wanted one for storing game meat." "Everyone, please be patient. Master Ming Yang will supply more baskets for sale periodically. If you’re interested, you can visit Ruyi Pharmacy again. However, we cannot specify when the next shipment will arrive. Please check back frequently." After that day, the news of Master Ming Yang’s golden baskets spread rapidly throughout Fengfu City, and in just two days after the merchants left with their baskets, the fame of the golden baskets spread to other cities. Merchants from various places hurried to Fengfu City to see if Ruyi Pharmacy had more baskets for sale. However, no matter how often they visited, that Master Ming Yang never released more baskets for sale. That’s because, at this time, Master Ming Yang was traveling to Feirong City to attend the fabric contest festival. The new carriage of the He family was currently en route to Feirong City, with He Lei investing in a new carriage pulled by four strong, large-breed horses, arguing that it would allow for faster travel. Zhenzhu was excitedly looking forward to her first trip outside the city. "Big Brother, what’s Feirong City like?" He Yu asked his brother excitedly. "How would I know? I’ve never been there either." The children were thrilled about their first trip out of town. He Lei thought his family had been working hard and deserved a vacation. So, when his daughter requested to attend the fabric contest festival, he immediately agreed and took the entire family on the trip, leaving the garden’s care to Xin Xi and the three servants, along with some money to hire help if needed. Moreover, Miss Wang also arranged for Miss Zhou to help sell vegetables in their absence, offering her a fair wage. There are two routes from Fengfu City to Feirong City: one passing through two other cities, Lishan and Hushan, and a shortcut through a wooded mountain path. Since this was a leisure trip, the children wanted to see other cities, so they took the first route. He Lei took one day to drive the carriage through dense forests, spotting other travelers along the way, and arrived at Lishan City by evening. "We’ll find lodging here tonight and continue our journey in the morning," He Lei decided, stopping the carriage at the parking spot of an inn. It was a medium-sized, clean, and welcoming two-story wooden inn, despite showing signs of age. The He family booked three rooms, one for the parents and He Yu, and the other two for He Ming and Zhenzhu. Once she was in the room and had bolted the door, Zhenzhu collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, not even bothering to bathe. Today, she had spent the entire day sitting in a cart, causing her body to ache all over. Upon arriving in Lishan City, she had intended to go out and see what their town looked like, and whether it was similar to Fengfu City. However, they arrived too late in the evening, so she couldn’t explore the city as she had planned. "Miss, your mother has sent up some food for you," an inn employee offered, presenting a tray with various dishes. "After you finish, you can leave the tray outside your door for someone to collect." After the employee left, Zhenzhu ate from the tray. The food in Lishan City was slightly blander than Fengfu City’s but generally similar. After eating her fill, with plenty of food still left, she set the tray on the table, thinking she might get hungry again later in the night. A sound from the wooden walls startled Zhenzhu, making her jump. She looked out the window to find the sky pitch black. Something hurled from the window into her room before falling to the floor with a loud thud. This large object was covered with red and white. Upon closer inspection and recovering from her initial shock, Zhenzhu realized it was a person! A woman dressed in white, now stained with patches of blood. Her lustrous black hair shimmered against the moonlight, framing her exquisitely beautiful face marked by arrow-shaped eyebrows and still eyelashes resting on her cheeks. Her face and lips were pale, and the room filled with the smell of blood. Approaching closer, Zhenzhu wondered if the woman was dead and whether she should call for help. "D-...don’t go. Don’t tell anyone," a hoarse whisper came from the figure, who then slumped down again, her breathing barely perceptible. "If I don’t get help, you’ll die here," Zhenzhu thought. If someone died in her room, wouldn’t she become a suspect? "What to do?" She couldn’t alert anyone in case the woman’s attackers were still nearby, putting her own life at risk. "Hey, you," she prodded the figure again, confirming she was indeed unconscious. Poor Zhenzhu. What kind of person was this unlucky, not even a doctor, yet had to encounter a nearly dead person once again. She ripped a clean bedsheet provided by the inn, used it to wrapp the woman’s wounds. Zhenzhu hesitated to call for help, fearing the assailants might still be lurking, and she might end up being the next victim. Earlier, Zhenzhu had inscribed a Body Covering Character on the injured woman, cleaned her wounds, and bandaged her as best as she could without any healing herbs or medicine on hand. Human bodies have a miraculous ability to heal minor wounds on their own for survival. However, severe injuries might be beyond self-repair capabilities. She resolved to buy necessary astringent and medicinal pills for future emergencies, so she wouldn’t be so helpless. Now, chou period[1], Zhenzhu successfully wrapped the wounds to stop the bleeding of the injured woman, who seemed to have been attacked with a sharp weapon like a sword or saber. Uncertain of the woman’s identity, whether friend or foe, Zhenzhu couldn’t bear to leave someone in distress without attempting to help, her conscience still intact amidst the ordeal. At the time, the patient had a high fever. Therefore, she found a cloth, dipped it in water, and wiped the patient’s body to reduce the fever. But since her body was still that of a child’s and had travelled all day to a distant land, she couldn’t resist her exhaustion and dozed off. "Wake up, Big Sister," the voice of He Yu awakened her, causing her to startle awake. When she opened her eyes, she saw the patient, who had been occupying her bed, half-sitting, half-lying, staring at her. This woman, about 20 years old, was an exceptional beauty. Because the woman was unconscious yesterday, she hadn’t seen those eyes. The woman’s gaze was calm but as deep as the ocean, her face as cold as ice, making her wonder why such a beautiful woman could look so indifferent. "Big Sister, are you awake? Father sent me to call you for food. We’re getting ready to continue our journey," He Yu’s voice continued to disrupt her focus. "Go ahead, Yu’er, I’ll follow you down after I get dressed," she told her brother. "Hurry up, okay?" Soon, the sound of the young boy’s footsteps faded away. "Who are you, and why have you fallen into my room?" Zhenzhu turned back to the person who made her sacrifice her bed and sleep on its side the night before. "Thank you," the patient’s voice was hoarse, likely from dehydration. Zhenzhu then fetched the remaining water for her to drink. "I must leave now. What will you do?" "If I don’t die, I’ll come back to repay you." With that, the patient leaped out of the window swiftly. "My name is Ruan Molan," the voice faintly reached Zhenzhu through the breeze. "Hey!" Just last night, she seemed near death, and now she had the strength to jump out of a stranger’s room. Zhenzhu was astounded. The people of Lishan were indeed peculiar. Zhenzhu looked at the now-ripped bed sheet. It looked like she had to compensate the inn for the bedsheet. She left a tael on the bedside table. The woman’s gratitude for her was an expensive gesture indeed. [9] Chou period is the time between 01:00 – 02:59 A.M. 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