Chapter 84: Selling Spirit Herbs on Behalf of Others

Outside Su Che’s cultivation cave on Mysterious Peak.
Yu Qing said in a solemn voice, “Younger brother Su, these days, unless it’s urgent, it’s best not to leave Mysterious Peak.”
Su Che nodded in agreement. He understood that Yu Qing meant the Zhen sisters might cause him trouble later. But as long as he stayed put on Mysterious Peak and didn’t wander around, those disciples from Skything Peak wouldn’t dare openly come here to cause trouble.
So, Su Che said to Linglong, “Senior sister Linglong, from now on, I’ll enter seclusion to advance to the middle stage of Qi cultivation. I won’t be able to go to the herb garden to tend to the spirit herbs for at least half a year.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Linglong replied readily. “Entering seclusion for cultivation is indeed a wise choice.”
She also believed the Zhen sisters wouldn’t give up easily, especially Zhen Zhen. As a direct disciple, it would be very easy for her to find any excuse to trouble Su Che.
After that, neither Yu Qing nor Linglong asked where Su Che got so many high-quality spirit talismans, nor did they inquire about the mystery behind Song Fatso’s suicide on the competition stage. These matters were Su Che’s personal secrets and not suitable to be probed into casually.
After all, who among cultivators doesn’t have some secrets?
After Yu Qing and Linglong left, Su Che took Jiang Chen into his cave. Without even releasing his chokehold, he threw him straight into the Immortal Prison.
Lao He had said he needed to thoroughly torment Jiang Chen, making him endure all three thousand methods of torture before imposing the ultimate punishment. But Su Che didn’t care about such things anymore. His resentment toward Jiang Chen had vanished, and he no longer harbored any grudges. Since Jiang Chen was already in the Immortal Prison, past grievances were settled.
From then on, such a trivial person was no longer worth Su Che’s concern. It didn’t matter what Lao He wanted to do to him.
As night fell, Lei Xiao returned to Mysterious Peak, bringing Su Che 2,000 spirit stones as betting money. He himself had won 500 spirit stones.
“Haha, it was amazing! Just the two of us won 1,500 spirit stones from them. This time, those from Skything Peak lost badly,” Lei Xiao said excitedly. “I now realize you’re a top-tier deputy general. From now on, I’ll follow you and make money too.”
Su Che nodded with a smile. With just 1,000 spirit stones in his account, he no longer cared much about it.
Lei Xiao glanced around the cave and asked quietly, “Has that Jiang Chen already been dealt with by you?”
“Mm,” Su Che replied, pointing to a small pile of white ash in the corner. “He’s already turned to ashes.”

Of course, this is a lie. At this very moment, Jiang Chen is screaming in agony in the Immortal Prison, suffering unbearably. To him, the Immortal Prison has become a hell of endless pain.
“Die well!” Lei Xiao waved his hand and said, “This kid is too cunning. If he doesn’t die, letting him live a few more years, who knows what kind of trouble he’ll cause.”
Su Che nodded with a smile and added, “I need to enter seclusion for half a year. Our trade of spiritual herbs can only resume after that.”
“No problem,” Lei Xiao also understood the reason behind this and agreed that Su Che should temporarily avoid the wrath of the Zhen sisters.
“However, before entering seclusion, I still need to complete the trade of at least 200 Earth Spirit Pills for my family’s elders,” Su Che asked further, “How many more Earth Spirit Pills can the Lei family provide?”
“The last trade of spiritual herbs was just a few days ago; I doubt they can provide any more Earth Spirit Pills…”
Lei Xiao thought for a moment before saying, “How about this? If you trust me, I’ll deliver the spiritual herbs to my uncle’s shop on Wuhua Peak to sell on his behalf. I think we can get dozens of Earth Spirit Pills in the short term. But this consignment method requires a 10% commission.”
Su Che certainly remembered that Lei Xiao’s uncle, who was still in the Foundation Establishment stage, was the manager of a shop on Wuhua Peak. Consignment was indeed a relatively safe method, as he hardly needed to risk showing up himself. So, he said happily, “Of course I trust you. It’s only right to deduct the commission.”
Next, Su Che handed over three mid-grade spiritual herbs that were 500 years old to Lei Xiao. According to the agreement, he should be able to get back at least 80 Earth Spirit Pills.
After Lei Xiao left, Su Che thought to himself, “Although consignment is a good method, relying on the Lei family all the time isn’t a long-term solution, and it still carries certain risks…”
“There are some risks, but it’s inevitable,” Lao He interjected, “If you want to enter seclusion in the Yinwind Gorge for a long time, you need a large amount of Earth Spirit Pills. Having the Lei family help is much better than you taking the risk yourself, right?”
“I fully trust Lei Xiao. It’s just that I’m still a bit worried about his family elders…” Su Che sighed lightly, “But since I haven’t come up with a better solution, I have no choice but to do this.”
The next morning, Su Che went to the Transmission Pavilion on Xuanji Peak, found Manager Zheng, and exchanged a few low-grade spiritual herbs for enough faction contribution points, allowing him to obtain some spells suitable for mid-stage Qi Cultivation.

He went to the library again and found several ancient books related to ancient scripts. After research, he finally confirmed that the two ancient characters on the golden flag on the lava lake island beneath the Yinwind Gorge’s underground magma veins were likely “Mi Xian,” which belonged to the ancient shamanic script—a writing system created by the ancient shaman tribes.
“The ancient shaman tribes vanished completely millions of years ago. Some legends say they were wiped out due to the rise of humans and demons; others claim they migrated to another world…”
Su Che consulted more ancient texts about the ancient shaman tribes and speculated, “If that flag magic artifact is embroidered with shamanic script, could it be a treasure left behind by the shaman tribes millions of years ago?”
“That’s unlikely,” Lao He analyzed. “A magic artifact that doesn’t decay over millions of years must at least be at the Dao artifact level. But I don’t think that flag is that powerful.”
Su Che spent the entire day in the library, going through almost all relevant ancient books, but still couldn’t figure out what “Mi Xian” meant.
In the following days, Su Che stayed at Xuanji Peak, waiting for Lei Xiao to bring the remaining Earth Spirit Pills so he could go to the Yinwind Gorge to cultivate in seclusion. During this time, he visited the secret cave in the spiritual herb garden and transplanted ten medium-grade spiritual herbs and five high-grade ones, all five hundred years old. As for those top-tier treasures that were a thousand years old, he didn’t dare take them out for sale yet—his strength wasn’t enough, and it would be too risky to lose his life over such treasures…
On the sixth day, Lei Xiao finally arrived.
“Not bad. Three spiritual herbs got me 96 Earth Spirit Pills. After deducting the commission, here are 86 Earth Spirit Pills for you, plus a remainder of 100 spirit stones,” Lei Xiao said, placing the pills and spirit stones on the table.
Su Che pushed the 100 spirit stones back toward him and said with a smile, “It’s still the same rule—when we work together as brothers, we both need to make money.”
“Hehe, fine then.” Lei Xiao didn’t hesitate and readily accepted them.
“Then I’ll start my seclusion from tomorrow,” Su Che added. “We won’t be able to see each other again for at least half a year.”
“By half a year, you’ll probably be at the middle stage of Qi cultivation,” Lei Xiao said seriously. “I need to train hard too. Your progress speed has really motivated me these past days.”
“You should indeed work hard! The Lei family has provided such good conditions for you—make the most of them,” Su Che said, giving him a firm pat on the shoulder. “Don’t let me leave you far behind.”
“I’ll definitely catch up to you. Just wait and see!”
The two peers parted ways.

Su Che left Mysterious Peak that very day, but he hung a sign indicating he was in seclusion outside his cave to deceive others.
A few hours later, a middle-aged cultivator with a dark complexion emerged from the Tianxuan Mountain Range and set off toward the Windy Gorge.
Although this middle-aged cultivator possessed the spiritual energy fluctuations of the seventh level of Qi Cultivation, he was merely an outer disciple without an identity jade card belonging to the ten main peaks, indicating that his cultivation talent was rather average. He had no chance of becoming an inner disciple of the Tianxuan Sect in this lifetime, and it seemed unlikely he could even reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
There were at least tens of thousands of such outer disciples in the Tianxuan Sect, making him extremely ordinary—this was Su Che’s appearance after disguising himself.
The disguise technique itself was nothing special; what truly mattered was the “Spirit Concealment Art” created by Lao Hei and Xianyu, which played a crucial role. Presumably, the Zhen sisters could never guess that Su Che possessed such a skill, capable of mimicking the spiritual energy fluctuations of the seventh level of Qi Cultivation.
As a result, his journey proceeded smoothly, and Lao Hei confirmed that no one had followed him.
The days of seclusion and hard training in the Windy Gorge had officially begun…