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Oh!
Ye Feng didn't have much of a reaction upon hearing this. Although he knew that since the other party was a third-grade alchemist, he must have the strength of the Spirit Fusion Realm, it didn't mean much to him.
As long as he had enough Spendthrift Points, he could surpass the other party in minutes.
What the heck! Just an 'oh' when you know I'm a third-grade alchemist?"
However, Leng Wufeng, standing by, was uncomfortable with Ye Feng's indifference. He had finally managed to show off, only to be completely ignored by the other party. Even with his good temperament, he couldn't take it.
"Wufeng, what are the more precious spirit herbs among the third-grade ones?"
Ye Feng was intrigued and didn't plan to break through immediately. Instead, he wanted to open a few Spirit Herb Jars and show off in front of Leng Wufeng, hoping the Spendthrift Points he gained would far exceed what he spent.
"Bamboo Demon Grass, White Soul Flower, Purple Thunder Fruit, Illusion Spirit Mushroom..."
What Leng Wufeng mentioned weren't just precious among third-grade spirit herbs, but rare. It's no exaggeration to say that even a ninth-grade alchemist would be envious of them, as only these rare spirit herbs could be used to refine some rare pills, even third-grade ones.
"System, specify Bamboo Demon Grass, White Soul Flower, and Purple Thunder Fruit, open four jars each."
Three specified spirit herbs, four each, with a total value of 1,200 Spendthrift Points. Each jar had a 70% chance of yielding the herbs, and Ye Feng was quite expectant.
[Ding! Consumed 1,200 Spendthrift Points. Congratulations to the host for obtaining Bamboo Demon Grass *2, White Soul Flower *1, Purple Thunder Fruit *3!]
Wow!
Ye Feng's eyes lit up. A 70% chance was no joke. Although there was only one White Soul Flower, he got three Purple Thunder Fruits and two Bamboo Demon Grass. He was quite satisfied with these odds.
"Senior Brother Ye Feng, you're not an alchemist. Even if I tell you the names of these spirit herbs, you probably wouldn't recognize them, even if you encountered them."
Leng Wufeng said with a smile, looking at Ye Feng.
This wasn't Leng Wufeng mocking Ye Feng, but a fact. Even he had only seen illustrations of these rare spirit herbs in his grandfather's secret herb manual and had never seen them in reality.
"Wufeng, you've been busy all day. You must be thirsty. Let me get you a glass of water."
Ye Feng smiled at these words and then left Leng Wufeng's place.
"Although this senior brother seems a bit off, he does care about people."
Watching Ye Feng leave to get him water, Leng Wufeng thought he should make a few more auxiliary pills for this unreliable senior brother in the future.
***
Three minutes later.
When Ye Feng returned with a cup of water, Leng Wufeng was dumbfounded.
Bamboo Demon Grass!
White Soul Flower!
Purple Thunder Fruit!
The steaming cup of water contained three rare spirit herbs, their special powers slowly dissolving into the hot water.
Swoosh!
Reacting quickly, Leng Wufeng wrapped his right hand in spiritual energy and hurriedly took out the three herbs, his eyes full of distress.
Such precious rare spirit herbs, used to make tea, was simply a waste of resources!
Moreover, it was the first time in his life he had seen these rare herbs!
"Senior Brother Ye Feng, these, these herbs..."
Before Leng Wufeng could finish, Ye Feng picked up the three herbs from the table and threw them on the ground, stomping on them forcefully as he said, "I heard that soaking spirit herbs in water is good for cultivators, although not as effective as pills. Since you dislike them so much, these must be trash. It's all my fault for thinking they were valuable."
"No!"
Leng Wufeng reacted, quickly squatting down to push Ye Feng's foot away. Looking at the thoroughly crushed herbs, he was really about to cry.
Damn it, these are the three rare herbs I just mentioned!
"Senior Brother Ye Feng, these are the three herbs I just talked about! If you didn't understand, you should have asked me. Do you know these three herbs are priceless to us alchemists?"
After saying this, Leng Wufeng felt even worse. Such rare herbs, even his grandfather had never encountered, and now they were crushed right in front of him. Who could withstand such a blow?
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully squandering, rewarded with 1,500 Spendthrift Points.]
At this moment, the system prompt Ye Feng had been waiting for finally sounded.
1,500 points, does that mean I get 500 Spendthrift Points for each herb squandered? I got six herbs in total, so I can get 3,000 Spendthrift Points, and I only spent 1,200.
Ye Feng couldn't care less about the devastated Leng Wufeng squatting on the ground. With the large amount of Spendthrift Points he gained, Ye Feng felt like he was about to take off.
"I didn't expect these three herbs to be the ones you mentioned. It's all my fault for not knowing.
Well, they're already crushed. Clean up and rest well. I'm going back to rest too."
After briefly comforting Leng Wufeng, Ye Feng left his place.
***
Five minutes later.
Hiss!
Ye Feng placed his feet in a warm foot basin, his face showing an extremely satisfied expression.
The remaining Bamboo Demon Grass and two Purple Thunder Fruits were quietly soaking in the basin, their power slowly merging into the water. Ye Feng felt his feet tingling in a way that ordinary hot water could never achieve.
However, Ye Feng didn't notice that his feet were gradually turning black.
Outside.
"No, I have to remind Senior Brother Ye Feng. These three herbs, individually, are fine, and even together, they're fine. But if only Bamboo Demon Grass and Purple Thunder Fruit are together, they produce a deadly poison. It won't be fatal, but it's troublesome to deal with."
Leng Wufeng wasn't sure if Ye Feng still had these rare herbs, so he felt it necessary to warn him.
"What the hell! What's going on? Why are my feet turning black and numb!"
Just as he reached Ye Feng's courtyard, Leng Wufeng heard Ye Feng's startled shout from inside, his face changed, and he rushed in.
Bang!
Kicking the door open, Leng Wufeng saw Ye Feng's now-blackened feet by the bed and looked at the foot basin containing Bamboo Demon Grass and two Purple Thunder Fruits. He was so angry that his whole body trembled.
He had already explained the value of these herbs to Ye Feng.
But he never expected Ye Feng would use them to soak his feet, damn it, soak his feet!
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