“Then again, if the Underworld Grass is still alive and bears fruit, the Underworld Fruit is wildly more worth it than a soul stone.
“An Underworld Fruit can boost the average man all the way into the fourth level as a soul cultivator.
“You’re lying. It’s just not feasible for the Underworld Grass to bore fruit. Moreover, this one has been left to dry for years. It can’t get any deader than this. Some things I may not understand but when it comes to plants, we, the Yang clan, are second to none in the whole of China.”
China’s Yang clan was indeed famous for its botanical expertise. They even had the Earth’s only Dao Comprehending Tea tree.
“Dead is dead, but haven’t you heard the saying, spring comes upon a withered tree? A plant’s vitality far exceeds a being of flesh and blood. With proper handling, it would be easy to bring it back from the dead.”
“Fibster!” Yang Hongying was plagued by indecision.
“In the end, should I exchange or not?” Yang Hongying spat.
Li Mo was silent.
“Ahhh…” Yang Hongying blew a gasket.
“Sell!”
Yang Hongying took ages before coming down to the decision of selling the soul stone.
Yang Hongying squanderer all her life’s points on the Underworld Grass.
“Selling Imperial Fruit for a hundred points. Hurry, hurry, and buy the last one!”
Yang Hongying heard this as she bought the Underworld Grass.
Imperial Fruit!
Yang Hongying and the soul cultivator who bought the soul stone from her turned their gaze on the seller.
The Imperial Fruit didn’t help in raising a soul cultivator’s power, but to nourish the body.
When a soul cultivator used soul attacks and left their body, harm was brought onto their vessels.
The soul and body complement each other. Without a body, the soul would fade in time. Without the soul, the body would rot.
Imperial Fruit was useless to normal humans, while soul cultivators considered it a divine item.
Taking Yang Hongying as example, she could not leave her body for more than twelve hours or the damage to her body would be beyond repair. This was where Imperial Fruit came into play, allowing her to stay out of her body for at least a day without any danger.
The difference was clear between one who took the fruit and one who has not.
“I put Underworld Grass up for exchange!”
Yang Hongying had disregarded Li Mo’s suggestion, running for the seller. If the soul stone buyer knew this before, he’d never had bought the damn thing even beaten to death.
“No deal. I am not a soul cultivator and the Underworld Grass is useless to me.”
The seller showed his displeasure regarding the Underworld Grass.
Yang Hongying was flustered. Anyone would be interested if she sold the Underworld Grass for a hundred points.
But only soul cultivators were piqued by it while all others shunned it.
“It’s all your fault! Ahhh!”
Li Mo was flummoxed, “Do you have to go that far for a mere Imperial Fruit?”
“Do you have any idea how precious it is?
“It takes a hundred years to grow, a hundred years to bloom, a hundred years to bear fruit. And only one fruit at a time. My clan has ten Imperial Grass but they aren’t even 70 years old. I’ll have to way for more than two centuries for one fruit! Will I still be around by then?
“Ugh, I’m so furious!”
“This Underworld Grass is pretty good. It hasn’t bloomed yet and its age is just right.”
“Right my ass!”
Yang Hongying then froze and asked, “What do you mean by that? What’s that about it not blooming?”
“The Underworld Grass can only bloom once in its life and for a short time. After only ten seconds, it’s life would ebb away and die, never to bloom again.”
“Liar, how come I’ve never heard of this?”
“You’re knowledge is just plain average.”
“My knowledge is plain? Is this your idea of a joke? Yang clan has the sole ancient book about immortal plants and I know it from cover to cover!”
Li Zeng was silent again.
Yang Hongying gnashed her teeth in rage.
Li Mo stood up.
“What are you doing? Such a rare chance comes knocking and is good to be able to even witness it. Why are you in such a rush?”
Yang Hongying assumed Li Mo wanted to leave, but she was dead wrong. Li Mo scoured his pockets as he fished out one small shining rock after another. These were a small part of the golden golem’s body. They were picking up dust in Li Mo’s ring since they were useless to him. But to a trained eye, these things were anything but average stuff.
The glittering stone went by a particular and famous name, diamond.
Not all experts thought of money as garbage. On the contrary, most experts were in love with wealth.
“Those stones are… diamonds?” Yang Hongying almost had a panic attack.
They weren’t any ordinary diamonds, but ones of the best in the world.
“State a price, but only in points!”
Li Mo places every glittering rock on the table before him.
A crowd already crammed around.
“Fellow member, will a hundred be acceptable for the smallest? That’s all I have!”
“Denied.”
“What about two hundred? That’s all I have as well.”
“Deal.”
“I have five hundred!”
In no more no less than five minutes, Li Mo nabbed a thousand or so points, yet the pile of diamonds didn’t seem to have shrunk much.
Do note these were the smallest Li Mo picked from his ring. Taking out a millstone sized rock would give the people a heart attack.
Ten minutes later, Li Mo was cleaned out of diamonds and amassing a whopping 2511 points.
Yang Hongying stood at the side with bugged eyes.
“Why didn’t you take them out sooner if you had them? You scared me to death.”
Yang Hongying walked over with a beaming smile and her badge at the ready.
“What do you think you’re going?”
“Come on, don’t pretend you don’t care. Just give me a hundred to get the Imperial Fruit. If you need money, I’ll give you heaps.”
“I have enough money.”
“W-what do you mean by that?”
Under Yang Hongying’s perplexed gaze, Li Mo walked to the pedestals and spent 2500 points on a fist-sized black iron anchor.
“W-why did you buy meteorite for? Don’t tell me you can refine now as well!”
Li Mo put away the item.
“Only a fifth level grandmaster refiner can use it. To anyone else, it is a worthless hunk of rock.
“To my knowledge, there are only two fifth level grandmaster refiners, China’s Ouyang Lie, and America’s renowned grandmaster Rodrigo.
“There’s no one else besides them.”
“You think I’m average?”
“An idiot is what you are!”
Yang Hongying’s eyes conveyed one meaning, hopeless loser.
