Chapter 41 (1/1)

Chapter 41: “Ghost City (2)”

Unfortunately, none of the books in the Resource Hall was suitable for her

In the world of cultivation, the techniques and practices are all based on the type of contractual spirit one has

Those eapons and those beast type forms each have a totally different technique

However, Jun Wu Xie’s contractual spirit did not even fall into these two conventional categories! So no h each book, she could not find a single cultivation technique suitable for her

If she wasn’t able to find any technique, she wouldn’t be able to cultivate her spirit energy

Where was she to find a plant cultivation technique? This problem became a headache for her

She bore noit within Lin Palace An idea flashed through her mind

In the memories of this body, there was a secret place hidden deep within this Imperial City

It was an underground market which entrance was tucked in a secluded corner of the city Many rare items which could not be found in the city could be found here, it also had s for sale

The only difference was that the iteht withequivalent in value

It was pure simple barter trade

The former Wu Xie had once been there when she was on a ‘date’ with Mo Xuan Fei She did not even know of it’s existence even though she greithin the city walls until he had brought her there She did not like that place as it was dark and gloomy

However, that place was the only place she could think of now and she needed toa suitable cultivation technique

Her face ell known in the Inito She took out various herbs, grinded some into powder, extracted some of the juices and combined them into a paste as she applied it to her face and carefully ed her face shape

Looking in the htly tweaked and changed her facial features to a ed into a white robe

Before going to the underground market, she needed to prepare the ‘currency’ there where ordinary silver was dee various elixirs and potions to nourish and aid Jun Xian and Jun Qing’s recovery She picked a few bottles, stuffed it into her robe and snuck out of the back door in the still of the night

The Ih it was her first ti out of Lin Palace, she followed her body’s round market

She stopped in front of inconspicuous restaurant It was a hus lining the streets, sitting at the counter was a waiter as lazily resting his head on the counter top, when he saw her, he did not say hello and continued lazing