Chapter 15: The Lion's Mouth
This cultivation world was full of dangers, which made Ye Ning more and more aware of the importance of improving his strength.
In the next half month, his cultivation broke through to the Seventh Heaven of the Early Yang Realm, and his strength increased a lot.
However, what gave him a headache was that he no longer had any money in his hands to buy a large amount of cultivation resources.
His physique was different from ordinary people, and with the increase of cultivation, every time he ascended a small realm, the cultivation resources consumed also increased exponentially.
So far, he has spent about 140,000 taels of gold in order to buy the medicinal materials for the preparation of Baicao liquid.
Among them, 80,000 taels were earned by him treating the old head of the Wang family, and the other 60,000 taels were earned by him selling Baicao liquid in the past three months.
This was an astonishing amount of consumption, and it was also the result of his own preparation of the herb liquid after purchasing medicinal herbs.
If he directly buys Baicao liquid to assist in cultivation, the amount of money consumed will increase dozens of times, and even if he gathers all the power of a cultivation sect or a cultivation family, he may not be able to support him.
If you want to make the physique of the Pure Yang Immortal Body grow, you need to consume too many resources in the early stage.
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"Judging from the current state of cultivation, I still need to consume at least 300,000 taels of gold before my cultivation can be promoted to the Nine Heavens of the Early Yang Realm in a short period of time!"
Ye Ning began to think hard about ways to make money quickly.
However, 300,000 taels of gold, this amount is too large, and it is too difficult to earn so much money in a short period of time.
Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly got an unexpected news.
"Have you heard, a psychic ginseng has appeared in the Tiancang Mountain Range!", on this day, Ye Ning had just come to Qingchuan City to buy medicinal materials, and he heard many people in the city talking about something.
"Of course I heard that dozens of nearby large and small forces were all alarmed to compete for that spirit ginseng, who doesn't know such a big thing?"
"It seems that there is a bloody storm in the Tiancang Mountain Range, the value of such a treasure medicine is too amazing, and there are too many people who covet it!"
"Yes, there are many people competing for the spirit ginseng, and I heard that the spirit ginseng has been psychic and evolved into a powerful monster, and it has injured a lot of people!"
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There are some treasures in the mountains that are good at gathering essence.
When it reaches a certain level of accumulated essence over the years, it will give birth to spiritual wisdom and become a monster.
Such a treasure medicine is often thousands of years old, and for cultivators, it is a great tonic, and if you can get it and take it, your cultivation will immediately improve by leaps and bounds, and you can even reduce your cultivation by decades.
Of course, such a treasure elixir only appears occasionally, and it is very difficult to get it.
"In the Tiancang Mountain Range, such a treasure medicine has appeared!", Ye Ning was naturally very moved after hearing the news.
However, he had self-knowledge, and with his strength, he had a fundamental way to compete for opportunities with those older cultivators who had advanced cultivation.
However, after thinking for a while, his heart moved, "There is a way to make money!"
He immediately bought some medicinal herbs, a few masks, and a wide fur with a hood, and returned to Qixia Cave Heaven.
After returning to the cave, he made hundreds of bottles of healing potion from the medicinal herbs, and then he put on his mask and coat and headed out into the Tiancang Mountains.
However, he did not go deep into the Tiancang Mountain Range, but waited on the way from the Tiancang Mountain Range to Qingchuan City.
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It didn't take long for him to see two young men walking out of the Tiancang Mountain Range with a middle-aged man in his hands.
The two young men's faces were slightly pale, and there were many holes in their clothes, obviously, they should have experienced a fierce battle not long ago.
And the middle-aged man, whose white clothes on his right chest were stained red with blood, was able to walk with the support of the two young men, and he looked very seriously injured.
"Three of you, please stay!", Ye Ning took the initiative to step forward and said.
"Huh?", the two young men's eyes became sharp, revealing a look of vigilance.
"Don't get me wrong, I just want to ask if this friend's injuries need medical attention. Ye Ning pointed directly at the middle-aged man.
"What are you doing with all this nonsense, of course Uncle Mo needs to be treated, don't you see that we are about to take Uncle Mo to Qingchuan City to find a doctor?", the young man on the right said coldly.
"If you want to find a doctor, why go to Qingchuan City, there is one in front of you!", Ye Ning said directly.
"Are you talking about yourself, are you a doctor?", the young man on the left glanced at Ye Ning, revealing a look of deep suspicion.
Ye Ning was wearing a big robe, a hat and a mask, and he didn't look like a bright and upright person, but like a murderer who wanted to go to the Tiancang Mountain Range to compete for opportunities.
"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can let me give it a try, my medical skills are only above those doctors in the Qingchuan Field, and not below them!", Ye Ning swore an oath.
The two young men glanced at each other, and then the young man on the left said, "Then you can hurry up, but don't blame me for putting the ugly words in front, we are the disciples of Longquan Blessed Land, if you dare to deceive us, you will have good fruit to eat!"
The middle-aged man's injuries were very serious, and he couldn't afford to delay, and the sooner he was treated, the better, but he was still not very at ease with Ye Ning, so he moved out of his sect to deter Ye Ning from doing anything out of line.
When Ye Ning heard this, he said, "I also have something to say in front, the fee I charge for treating patients is not low, this fellow Daoist's injury looks very serious, and it will take at least ten thousand taels of gold to treat him!"
"Ten thousand taels of gold?", the faces of the two young men twitched, "You are really a lion's mouth!"
They have never seen so much money since they were young.
At the same time, they finally understood a little, Ye Ning and the others really didn't have any good intentions here, just to slander people!
However, at this moment, the middle-aged man said weakly, "If you can save my life, I will give you 30,000 taels of gold!"
His injuries were very serious, and in his confusion, he heard the conversation between Ye Ning and the two disciples of the Longquan Blessed Land, and made a decision directly.
He knew that his life was hanging by a thread, and now he was willing to let him exchange all his money for a chance to live.
"A word is a certainty!", Ye Ning said simply.
Then he immediately asked the two disciples of the Longquan Blessed Land to put down the middle-aged man, and tore the blood-stained clothes on the middle-aged man's chest.
Ye Ning took out a porcelain bottle, sprinkled some powder on the wound on the middle-aged man's right chest, and then gave the middle-aged man a bottle of healing liquid that he had prepared himself.
A short moment later, something unexpected happened.
The flesh on the wound of the middle-aged man was quickly closed and quickly scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the breathing of the middle-aged man became powerful.
"You...... What kind of medicine did you use for Uncle Shi?", the two young men were shocked when they saw all this.
According to the memory of the Immortal Heavenly Emperor, Ye Ning prepared a healing liquid with an extremely amazing effect.
"You don't need to know this, his injuries have stabilized and are getting better rapidly, and he should be able to heal after seven or eight days of recuperation!" Ye Ning said.
Then, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Fellow Daoist, can I still satisfy you with my medical skills?
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