246: Chapter 214 246: Chapter 214 Perhaps they carry the items for cooking in their Storage Bag, always keeping it close at hand.
The cave led to an inner chamber that was bathed in light; the Earl continued deeper inside.
After emerging from the cave, they were greeted by another idyllic scene—a plethora of peach trees in bloom, laden with ripe, red fruit resembling hearts, much like the Spiritual Honey Peaches from the fairy tales in the Heavenly Palace.
“Wow, they look so delicious.
We’re just thirsty, let’s pick some fruits and eat.”
The Veteran Hunters didn’t need to climb; they could simply reach up from the ground to pick the fruits.
They hardly dared to wash one before taking a bite, savoring the refreshing sweetness mingled with a rich, fragrant flavor, longing for another bite after the first.
The Earl opened his mouth to stop them, unsure whether the fruits on these trees were poisonous?
Then he remembered his Magic Wand, which could remove any toxins from the fruits.
Back in Immortal Venerable City, when many powerful figures were present, he hadn’t revealed his Magical Treasure to save others.
The Earl felt this was somewhat selfish, but for their safety and to avoid exposing the Magic Wand—given that the hearts of those in the Cultivation World could be treacherous—he feared that in saving others, they might be robbed of their treasure and killed.
Some things are beyond precaution; apart from the treasure of the Magic Wand, they possessed no other powerful abilities.
This was precisely the Achilles’ heel of the Blood Clan; they lacked resources, and they were also short of money.
Seeing that the Hunters had eaten a fruit each without incident, the Earl decided to pick one too.
He ate as he progressed further into the area, which, beyond the peach trees up front, opened up into a herb garden.
Excitement filled the Earl as he beheld the herbs in the garden; this was the very Spirit Grass they had set out to find in their expedition.
Fortune truly seemed to smile upon them!
“Everyone, come take a look, what are these?”
Upon hearing the Earl’s call, the Veteran Hunters hurried over and saw a garden about an acre in size filled with herbs they did not recognize.
“Earl, do you know what these herbs are for?
How do we dig them up and process them?” The Veteran Hunter knew some people required fresh herbs, and the herbs they had dug up were not preserved in Storage Bags like those from the Cultivation World.
They had also heard that some powerful figures in the Cultivation World had spatial abilities, allowing storage as well as cultivation in such spaces.
Having discovered this garden, they couldn’t afford to waste the medicinal herbs within.
After hearing the Veteran Hunter’s point, the Earl agreed.
Perhaps the herbs in the garden were precious and should not be dug up casually.
They had stumbled upon such a great windfall, and they needed to obtain a sample to ascertain what the herbs were from someone outside the Cultivator Family.
The Earl then pondered whom outside the Cultivation World he could trust?
Luo Yaxuan?
Lai Jianlin?
Neither of those men were Alchemists and likely did not recognize many herbs.
At that moment, the Earl thought of Jiang Tang, who had recently become very famous.
It was this person who had saved many in Immortal Venerable City; perhaps he knew these herbs.
Maybe he could help them.
Someone who was willing to save unfamiliar people showed kindness.
If he couldn’t trust anyone in the Cultivation World, then perhaps this person could be trusted—most importantly, he was an Alchemist, capable of turning the herbs they had found into Pills, potentially granting them resources.
Sometimes the Earl wondered—apart from the Magic Staff in his hand, couldn’t they cultivate through other means?
The Blood Clan’s cultivation methods differed from those of the Cultivation World; however, pills might be of help.
He refused to accept that his people were inferior to those of the Cultivation World; maybe they just didn’t know Alchemy and lacked various resources.
If they could get Jiang Tang to specially concoct Pills for them, tailored for the Blood Clan, wouldn’t their people grow stronger?
This idea took hold of the Earl, prompting him to act.
From the Spirit Grass, he picked flowers where there were flowers and fruits where there were fruits.
Meticulously searching through the garden, he filled his basket with samples he intended to show Jiang Tang, carefully wrapping them in cloth to prevent the herbs from scattering in the breeze.
After doing this, the Earl—under the puzzled gazes of the Veteran Hunters—suggested they pick more peach fruits, urging the group to share them with the people back at their camp.
Having grasped the Earl’s intention, the Hunters picked fruits for their baskets while one of them went out to tell the younger ones to come in and pick too.
They weren’t to take excessively, only what their means allowed, for there were things they could not do.
Initially skeptical about the peach fruits inside the cave, the young men soon followed the Hunters, delighted to find a bounty of peaches once they emerged.
“Haha, such big fruit!”
The young men were overjoyed, picking and eating, reveling in the pleasant moment.
The Earl had completed his task, leisurely eating the peach fruits he had picked, sitting comfortably on a stone bench.
This excursion had yielded much, filling him with happiness.
The Viscounts, just like the Veteran Hunters, filled up after eating their fill, learning from the Hunters to pack the fruits in baskets carefully.
They couldn’t crush the fruits they had picked earlier, so they placed the fruits at the bottom, the sweets on top, and then covered them with some leaves from the peach trees.