22: Chapter 22 Brother, let's go

The next day.

The first ray of morning sunlight shone through the cracks in the window lattice onto Qin Feng's chiseled face.

He opened his eyes abruptly, a blinding gleam flashing in their depths.

"Mortal Realm, Fifth Stage!"

Qin Feng slowly clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power capable of crushing solid stone, and a satisfied, cold smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Two stalks of mutated blood ginseng had actually forcibly pushed him from having just stepped into the Fourth Stage all the way to the Fifth Stage!

This was the terrifying aspect of stacking resources.

"Master... this servant... this servant seems to have also had a Breakthrough..."

A trembling voice filled with intense disbelief and extreme ecstasy came from beside him.

Bai Yuhe scrambled up from the floor, her entire body emitting a faint, sour smell of sweat.

Yet, on her foxy face, an unprecedented radiance blossomed.

She threw a punch abruptly, and a faint sonic boom actually rang out in the air!

"Mortal Realm, Fifth Stage, Early Stage?!"

Bai Yuhe looked at her own hands, tears of excitement welling up and spilling over.

She had originally thought that she would be stuck at the Fourth Realm for the rest of her life, but she never expected that in just one night, she would overcome the limitations of her Aptitude and become a Fifth Realm powerhouse.

"Don't be happy too soon."

Qin Feng stood up, took a cloth bag from the head of the bed, and looked at her with a serious gaze:

"Yuhe, although last night's blood ginseng was good, we must Cultivate step by step to polish ourselves; we cannot ruin our Foundation.

Relying solely on external objects to forcibly raise one's Realm will lead to unstable Qi and blood, and when you encounter a true expert, a single move will be enough to take your life."

Bai Yuhe felt a jolt in her heart, immediately putting away her ecstatic demeanor, and respectfully lowered her head:

"This servant understands! Master's instruction is correct; this servant will definitely work twice as hard to polish herself in the future and will never lose face for Master!"

Qin Feng nodded, very satisfied with her attitude, and immediately handed over the cloth bag in his hand.

"Inside this are the remaining two stalks."

Qin Feng lowered his voice, a hint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes,

"Find an opportunity during the day to secretly exchange these two stalks for servant coins.

Remember, do not flaunt your wealth; you must disguise yourself, and absolutely do not let anyone trace it back to us!"

"Master, rest assured, this servant is best at these kinds of things! I guarantee I will handle it beautifully."

Bai Yuhe carefully took the cloth bag and patted her chest in assurance.

After agreeing, she immediately turned to fetch water to wash away the grime on her body, preparing to go out and handle the task.

...

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

The wooden door of Ding-zi District Courtyard No. 77 was gently pushed open.

Bai Yuhe was wearing a tattered bamboo hat, with some ash smeared on her face, and she was clutching a heavy bundle tightly to her chest, slipping into the courtyard like a thief.

As soon as she entered the main room, she immediately took off the bamboo hat and, as if presenting a treasure, spread the bundle out on the Eight Immortals table.

"Clatter—"

A crisp sound of metal colliding rang out, and two hundred exquisitely minted Hehuan Flower servant coins piled up into a small mountain on the table.

"Master, it is done!"

Bai Yuhe's cheeks were flushed red with excitement, her pair of peach-blossom eyes filled with adoration,

"This servant went to the Trading Shop, and the knowledgeable shopkeeper's eyes went straight!

He originally wanted to lowball the price, but when this servant made a move to leave, it made him so anxious that he immediately offered an exorbitant price!"

"Two stalks of blood ginseng were exchanged for a full 300 servant coins."

Bai Yuhe's voice was trembling with excitement.

One must know that an ordinary stalk of blood ginseng would sell for at most five to ten servant coins.

These two mutated ones had directly increased in value by more than ten times!

"Hmm, well done."

Qin Feng weighed the servant coins on the table, and a weight was lifted from his heart.

With this money, he would have the confidence to handle connections or purchase Martial Skills in the future.

"And there is this!"

Bai Yuhe, as if presenting a treasure, pulled out several bolts of high-quality silk fabric from the very bottom of the bundle.

She walked up to Qin Feng, holding the fabric and measuring it against his body, and said happily:

"This servant spent dozens of servant coins to buy some high-quality material.

Master's physique is becoming increasingly burly, and the old hemp clothes are too degrading to wear."

"This servant is skilled with my hands; I will personally make you two sets of fitted clothes in the next few days, guaranteeing that Master will look imposing and majestic when you wear them out!"

Watching Bai Yuhe's virtuous wife and good mother demeanor, Qin Feng rarely revealed a hint of a gentle smile, reaching out to pat her head lightly,

"You are becoming more and more well-behaved."

Just as the two of them were enjoying a rare moment of tenderness inside the house.

At this moment, outside Courtyard No. 77.

Two familiar figures were standing in front of the red-lacquered wooden door.

"Mother, why did you bring me here?!"

Su Aili retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, her face filled with disbelief and disdain,

"This is actually the home of the lowly person Qin Feng??

That woman looks like a vixen, so beautiful, what did she see in a lowly person?

She must be blind!"

"Girl, do not talk nonsense."

Standing to the side, Su Yourong frowned slightly and reprimanded her softly.

At this moment, Su Yourong's complexion was a few shades paler than it had been in the morning.

To extend Su Shanhe's life, she had run herself ragged, begging everyone she could think of, yet she could not find any good medicine to replenish the deficiency of Qi and blood.

Just when she was in despair, she spent a large sum of money to bribe a clerk at the Trading Shop and learned that just half an hour ago, a woman wearing a bamboo hat had brought two stalks of top-grade mutated blood ginseng to sell!

Su Yourong followed the trail and actually found her way all the way to the Ding District, finally standing in front of Qin Feng's courtyard door.

"Brother Qin was able to climb up from a Menial Laborer through his own ability; he must have his own extraordinary qualities.

Do not keep calling him a lowly person."

Su Yourong took a deep breath, her ample chest rising and falling slightly, and she looked at Su Aili, warning her earnestly:

"Heroes do not ask about their origins, and ruffians do not care about age.

Since we are here to purchase blood ginseng, you must be polite when you speak later!

If you dare to throw any more tantrums and ruin your father's chance of survival, none of us will have a good life."

Su Aili was startled by her stepmother's rarely seen stern tone, bit her lip aggrievedly, and gave an unwilling "Oh."

Su Yourong smoothed out her somewhat disheveled skirt and tried hard to squeeze out a gentle smile that carried a hint of fawning.

She stepped forward, raised her soft, boneless-looking hand, and gently knocked on the courtyard door.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Excuse me, is Brother Qin at home? Su Yourong requests an audience; if it is convenient, please open the door."