Chapter 91: Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng

"May I know senior sister’s name?" Chen Beiwu’s gaze shifted to the child beside him.

"Li Wan’er. Junior brother may call me Senior Sister Li, or Senior Sister Wan’er." Li Wan’er said with a beaming smile.

The Mirror Moon Sect placed great emphasis on etiquette. When outer disciples encountered inner disciples, regardless of age or cultivation, they had to address them as senior brother or senior sister. The same applied when inner disciples encountered true disciples.

Of course, since the disciples of the six lineages of the Mirror Moon Sect belonged to different mountains and islands, to show respect—or to maintain distance—some inner disciples would directly use the surname when addressing true disciples.

As for those of the same lineage, their seniority was determined by the order of entry into the sect.

Because of her cultivation method, she had never been able to leave Water Moon Peak.

Now that a junior brother had finally come, she was naturally overjoyed.

"Senior Sister Wan’er, I would like to ask you a few questions." Chen Beiwu’s heart stirred.

Li Wan’er held onto Chen Beiwu’s arm, her tone intimate: "We both belong to the same Mirror Moon lineage. You’re not an outsider. Ask anything you like, no need to be so polite."

"The protective formation of the Moon-in-Water Dwelling seems quite extraordinary. What kind of formation is it?"

"Junior brother is interested in formations? This was set up by the Formation Hall. It is a second-rank, high-grade spirit formation, the Nether-Converging Weak Water Formation. It can gather spiritual essence and block divine sense. When fully activated, it can withstand nine strikes from a Foundation Establishment cultivator without issue."

At this point, Li Wan’er’s tone paused: "But, to avoid misunderstandings, junior brother, you had best not personally test the power of the Nether-Converging Weak Water Formation."

Hearing this, Chen Beiwu’s eyes revealed a trace of doubt.

Li Wan’er glanced around, then leaned her small head close to Chen Beiwu: "Cultivators of the Formation Hall love to boast. The defensive ability of this Nether-Converging Weak Water Formation is only average. The sound is just very loud. Last time, I gave it a light pat and it broke. I was punished by the sect and lost quite a few spirit stones."

‘???’ Chen Beiwu was startled.

A second-rank high-grade formation, broken with a single pat? What kind of humanoid beast was this!

"By the way, junior brother, are you hungry?" Li Wan’er suddenly smacked her lips.

"I’m fine."

Hearing this, Chen Beiwu suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"‘Fine’ means hungry."

Li Wan’er sneakily looked around, then took out a strange herb shaped like an infant from her storage ring and shoved it into his hand.

"Shh!" Wan’er placed a finger on her pouting lips: "This is a Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng I secretly dug up in the rear mountain’s Treasure Herb Garden. It’s very effective. Let’s split it in half."

As her words fell, the icy-cold ginseng in Chen Beiwu’s hand instantly split in two.

One half was shoved into Senior Sister Wan’er’s mouth. Like Zhu Bajie devouring ginseng fruit, she swallowed it without even chewing. The other half remained in Chen Beiwu’s palm.

"Eh? Junior brother, why aren’t you eating?"

Seeing Chen Beiwu frozen in place, Wan’er looked up in surprise.

‘Why are you surprised? The one who should be surprised is me!’ Chen Beiwu couldn’t help but complain inwardly.

The Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng was known in the Immortal Alliance as the Profound Marrow Origin Ginseng, also called the Soul-Treasure Ginseng. It was an extremely precious third-rank, low-grade treasure herb.

A second-realm minor beast with matching attributes could achieve tremendous improvement in cultivation by consuming it, directly gaining two hundred years of cultivation.

However, the Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng also had a flaw no cultivator could ignore: its medicinal power was overwhelmingly domineering.

Second-realm ice-attribute minor beasts could consume it raw because of the Beast Race’s strong physiques. But Foundation Establishment cultivators could not.

The bodies of Foundation Establishment cultivators were not as strong as those of the Beast Race. If they directly consumed the Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng, they would be harmed by its extreme cold energy, causing their dantian foundation to freeze and their vitality to suffer severe damage.

Yet, Senior Sister Wan’er had actually swallowed it in one gulp!

At this moment, as Chen Beiwu looked at the Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng in his hand, sweat faintly appeared on his forehead. He felt as though he was stuck riding a tiger and could not dismount.

He was only a Qi Refining cultivator, his cultivation insufficient. For a treasure herb of this level, forget swallowing it raw—even if he merely applied its juice to his skin, as prescribed in the Immortal Alliance’s Great Compendium of Treasure Herbs, it could still injure his flesh, bones, and meridians.

Moreover, he had just entered the Mirror Moon Sect and did not want to bear the crime of stealing sect treasure herbs.

"Don’t be afraid, rest assured and eat. Senior sister was only joking. This Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng was bestowed by my master. We siblings can share it equally."

"Many thanks for the treasure, senior sister."

Chen Beiwu let out a sigh of relief. He took out a jade box from his storage pouch and carefully preserved his half of the Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng.

Indeed, he had been overthinking.

The sect’s laws were strict. How could his senior sister casually steal the sect’s treasure herbs? That was a grave offense that even Foundation Establishment cultivators dared not touch.

"Junior brother, you’re not going to eat it?" Li Wan’er swallowed, her eyes lingering longingly on the jade box.

Seeing this, Chen Beiwu hesitated for a moment, then handed her the jade box. "If senior sister likes, you may have some more."

For some reason, he couldn’t help but feel that Senior Sister Wan’er was a bit unreliable.

"Forget it. If I eat it all by myself, there’ll be no one to get scolded with me."

After speaking, Senior Sister Wan’er seemed to realize something and instinctively covered her mouth.

Chen Beiwu: "…"

Alright, his premonition had come true. The Thousand-Year Marrow Ginseng in his hand really was a hot potato.

"Senior sister, do you know about the Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool?" Chen Beiwu’s eyelid twitched as he changed the subject.

"I know. It’s just a broken pond. Sometimes it’s cold, sometimes it’s hot. Soaking in it is uncomfortable, and it hurts a lot." As if recalling some bad memory, the child quickly shook her head.

Chen Beiwu’s eyes flickered slightly.

According to the descriptions from Senior Sister Shu and Senior Sister Wan’er, could this Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool actually be a spiritual vein convergence point that allowed cultivators to temper their bodies, cleanse their souls, refine marrow, and transform themselves?

Just then, from the distant mountains came a long cry, like the clash of ten thousand weapons.

"Oh no, I almost forgot something important." Wan’er’s eyes widened, and in an instant, her figure transformed into a rainbow light and shot away.

Today was the day the Treasure Rooster’s eggs hatched on Mao Day.

If she arrived late, she might not be able to seize the pure Yang, pure Yang Treasure Rooster egg.

"Senior sister?"

Chen Beiwu looked around, only to find that his senior sister was already gone.

‘Does Water Moon Peak recruit disciples this casually? It feels like some kind of shabby troupe!’

Taking a deep breath, Chen Beiwu suppressed the urge to complain, holding his token as he walked to the entrance of his own residence.

"Buzz!"

As the token emitted light, the gate of the residence opened automatically.

Stepping inside, Chen Beiwu immediately felt his body lighten, as though he were entering a blessed land. Even his Clearwood Spiritual Power, refined from the All Laws Converge, Heaven Book of the Divine Tree, made a trace of progress.

‘Such rich spiritual essence of heaven and earth!’ Chen Beiwu’s eyes revealed amazement.

His residence was actually built atop a third-rank spiritual vein.

In the Immortal Alliance, only Golden Core True Persons had the right to enjoy such a treasure land!

‘As expected, joining the Mirror Moon Sect was the right choice.’

Chen Beiwu nodded in satisfaction. Looking around at the residence’s furnishings, he found only a table, a chair, a book, a brush, and a meditation cushion. There wasn’t even a bed.

Sitting upon the meditation cushion, Chen Beiwu did not begin cultivating immediately. Instead, he took out his jade slips of cultivation methods and arts to study them.

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