Chapter 65: Braised Wind Spirit Grass

People came and went in the streets. Just a few steps outside, Wang Liuzhi ran over from afar. Glancing at Tianhao beside him, he hesitated for a moment.
“It’s okay. Just speak if you have something to say,” Lin Dong said with a smile, putting his arm around Tianhao’s shoulders.
Wang Liuzhi nodded and asked, “Boss, did Old Master Zhang say things went smoothly? What happened to you and Tianhao…?”
“We encountered some trouble, but it’s already been resolved,” Lin Dong replied. Remembering the mother and her two children, he explained the whole situation in detail before adding, “Send someone to investigate this Zhao Jie. If what’s true, find a way to help those three.”
Wang Liuzhi grunted, “With such a husband, any help would be in vain.”
“If we hadn’t encountered it, it wouldn’t matter. But since we did, let’s do as much as we can!” Lin Dong shook his head. In this world, only husbands could divorce their wives; it was considered a grave crime for a wife to leave her husband. Otherwise, he could advise the woman to leave that Zhao Jie on her own.
Wang Liuzhi could only nod.
After Wang Liuzhi left, Tianhao suddenly looked up and asked, “Dad, did you deliberately bring that old beggar here?”
“I wanted to help Jiang Kui…” Lin Dong smiled. “Do you think I’m a bit cunning?”
Tianhao shook his head repeatedly. “The Grand Master said it’s normal to use some tactics sometimes when doing things.”
Lin Dong laughed. Sending Tianhao to that old fox, Xiao Tianchi, for training had worked, aside from being too eager for quick results. In the past, Tianhao would have disdained it, thinking fists could solve everything.
The father and son then rushed back to the inn. Halfway there, a crisp sound suddenly rang in Lin Dong’s ears.
Ding: Congratulations on completing the task “The Silver Rabbit’s Internal Injury”! You’ve obtained a recipe for Braised Wind Spirit Grass medicinal soup.
Lin Dong stopped in his tracks, then burst into joy. The injury to the Silver Rabbit’s dantian was finally fully healed.
“Dad, what’s wrong?” Tianhao walked a few steps ahead and, sensing no one beside him, turned to look at Lin Dong.
“Nothing! Hurry up, let’s see if we can catch up with Jiang Kui and the others.”
Lin Dong caught up, urged him on, and they rushed toward the inn.
The Silver Rabbit was a seventh-tier spiritual beast, so the hidden task was naturally difficult, but the reward was undoubtedly enormous. Even if it was just a recipe for a cold remedy, it would bring in plenty of money.
Seeing Lin Dong speed up further, Tianhao was puzzled but didn’t dare ask too much and followed closely behind.
They didn’t catch up with Jiang Kui and the others. Back at the inn, Lin Dong greeted Wen Wangzhong and his daughter before heading straight to his room.

Closing the door of his room, Lin Dong took a deep breath. After activating the inn system, he silently thought about claiming the task rewards. A slight tactile sensation came from his hand; when he opened his eyes, there was already aancient yellow piece of paper in his palm.

Stewed Wind Spirit Grass: 10 Wind Spirit Grass plants, 2 taels of wolf blood, 2 taels of green peppers, 1 tael of ginger. After consumption, it restores 1% of internal and external injuries, costing 1 point of spiritual energy. The effect can accumulate; for each additional 1%, the spiritual energy cost doubles. (Only effective on the first use per day.)

Lin Dong was astonished—could it really heal internal and external injuries? Since this medicinal dish only worked on humans, did that mean Stewed Wind Spirit Grass could treat anyone with such injuries? If that were the case, as long as a person still had a breath and could eat, this dish could save them!

After a brief moment of shock, Lin Dong couldn’t hide his joy. The rewards from the Hidden Task of the Seventh-Level Silver Rabbit were indeed extraordinary. Although Stewed Wind Spirit Grass was useless in a small place like Xilan City and couldn’t be offered as a specialty dish in the capital or across the entire Great Han Kingdom due to its extreme uniqueness, its medicinal effects could bring unexpected benefits if used on injured powerhouses in the future. Silver, spiritual techniques, pills… powerhouses certainly didn’t lack these things.

Of course, except for Old Ding, that oddity who didn’t even bother to take clothes other than alcohol.

Old Ding!

Lin Dong’s face lit up. He opened the door and rushed toward Old Ding’s room.

Old Ding was severely injured, and since the effects of Stewed Wind Spirit Grass didn’t specify the type of injury, it could definitely cure his wounds. Healing a peak-level powerhouse would bring significant benefits. Although Old Ding had nothing, if Lin Dong could persuade him to stay and help when the inn was in danger, it would be like gaining an amulet for the inn.

Knock, knock, knock!

Lin Dong knocked excitedly on the door, quickly calculating how many years it would take for the inn to gain strength enough to defy any force.

“The door isn’t closed. Come in.”

Old Ding’s lazy voice came from inside.

Lin Dong pushed the door open with both hands. Right in front of him, Old Ding was yawning, looking annoyed.

“I still haven’t had enough sleep!”

“What are you sleeping during the day for? Old man, I have some great news for you!” Ignoring Old Ding’s expression, Lin Dong smiled and said, “I guarantee you’ll be overjoyed.”

Old Ding suddenly jumped up from the bed, a glint appearing in his drowsy eyes. “Has the Thousand-Year Jade Dew arrived? Or is it Yun Cangqiong?”

Cloud Sky? Lin Dong suddenly realized something, but his overexcited mind prevented him from grasping it.
“Stop keeping us in suspense! Is it Millennium Jade Dew or Cloud Sky?” Old Ding grew impatient. In a flash, he appeared in front of Lin Dong.
Lin Dong was startled and instinctively stepped back.
“Kid, are you trying to give an old man like me something to do since I stay in my room all day without exercising?” Old Ding clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. “If you don’t speak up now, don’t blame me for throwing you out of the inn with a punch.”
A hidden task—yes, that’s right, a hidden task!
When he heard Old Ding mention the inn, Lin Dong finally figured out what he had missed.
Old Ding lived in the inn and was considered a guest there. If he healed Old Ding’s serious injuries, it would count as completing a hidden task. Of course, this only applied if Old Ding was utterly despondent and had no hope left when healed.
At present, Old Ding still hadn’t given up hope and stayed in the inn, waiting for Yun Lan’s father, Cloud Sky, to arrive.
If he used Braised Wind Spirit Grass to heal Old Ding now, the hidden task would be lost. And if Yun Lan really met Cloud Sky within half a year and Cloud Sky arrived in time to heal Old Ding, not only would the hidden task be lost, but Lin Dong’s plan to keep Old Ding in the inn as a talisman would also fail.
“Good kid, are you really just teasing an old man?” Old Ding stared at Lin Dong, who remained silent.
“No, it’s really good news,” Lin Dong said, gritting his teeth. If a seventh-tier Silver Rabbit could provide an elite medicinal recipe, what kind of super-elite reward would a peak warrior give?
Wealth comes from taking risks—let’s gamble!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Dong resolutely said, “I just received news that the guy I sent to the capital found out that Fengji Winery still has half a jar of Millennium Jade Dew.”
Old Ding was stunned, then snapped, “What’s so great about that?”
Lin Dong smiled. “I always thought Fengji Winery didn’t have Millennium Jade Dew. I sent someone there just to try my luck. I didn’t expect to actually find it.”
Old Ding was astonished. “Are you saying you were just trying your luck and weren’t really sure you could buy it?”
“Didn’t I tell you, old man, that if you were willing to give me the Imperial Sky Realm, I could send someone to the capital to try their luck?” Lin Dong pretended to be clueless.
Old Ding was furious. He remembered it clearly wasn’t said that way at the time.