With a slight shift in his gaze, Chu Qinghe's eyes fell upon a herb displayed on a small stall to the side.

It was called a small stall, but it was really just a piece of coarse cloth with a few dozen herbs on it.

After glancing at it for a while, Chu Qinghe curiously walked over to the stall, squatted down, and began to examine the herbs closely.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man, dressed in linen clothes.

Judging from their appearance, they should belong to a herb gatherer from this area, rather than a traveling merchant.

Seeing that Chu Qinghe and his companions were dressed in extraordinary manners and had an extraordinary bearing, the stall owner dared not be careless. He quickly stood up from the ground and waited cautiously.

A few moments later, Chu Qinghe pointed to several plants on the stall and asked, "Uncle, how much are these?"

The middle-aged man held up two fingers and said, "These are all top-quality yams, freshly picked today. Each yam costs twenty coins. If you buy more, young master, we can reduce the price to fifteen coins."

These words seemed to suggest that they were worried Chu Qinghe would find the price too expensive and leave immediately.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Chu Qinghe could immediately tell that the middle-aged man was not a businessman.

Where do you find business people who say things like that?

After glancing at the dozens of herbs on the stall, Chu Qinghe nodded and said, "I'll take them all. Wrap them up!"

As he spoke, Chu Qinghe reached into his pocket and took out a few loose silver coins from his money pouch, handing them to the middle-aged man.

Seeing that Chu Qinghe wanted them all, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy. He quickly wiped his hands and wrapped the herbs on the ground with a coarse cloth spread on the ground.

Only after gently patting away the dirt that had gotten around the coarse cloth was it handed out.

After Qu Feiyan took the herbs wrapped in coarse cloth, the middle-aged man wiped his hands on his clothes and then carefully reached out.

However, just as the middle-aged man accepted the silver, Chu Qinghe flicked his finger, and several loose pieces of gold silently fell into the middle-aged man's arms.

The clever technique it contained made the middle-aged man completely unaware that he had suddenly acquired several pieces of gold in his pocket.

Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were not strong enough to detect it, but what about Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue?

Chu Qinghe's actions at this moment were clearly seen by the two women.

After the middle-aged man accepted the silver from Chu Qinghe with both hands, Chu Qinghe politely nodded to the man before gesturing for the others to walk to the side.

After walking some distance, Dongfang Bubai spoke up: "These herbs are very precious? That you secretly gave the stall owner five taels of gold?"

Qu Feiyan, standing to the side, asked in surprise, "Young Master, you just gave that stall owner an extra five taels of gold?"

In response to what the two women said, Chu Qinghe gave a soft "hmm".

He then said, "The other herbs are quite common, but the Acacia 'Linglong Grass' among them is priceless."

Qu Feiyan asked in confusion, "Is it priceless? What is the Acacia Flower? How can it be so valuable?"

Chu Qinghe said softly, "It is a rare poison, but when mixed with other medicines and refined, it has a miraculous effect, making people immune to all poisons."

"Immune to all poisons?"

Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan's eyes widened immediately.

Even Yaoyue, Dongfang Bubai, and Xiao Zhao gasped and couldn't help but gasp.

Clearly, no one expected that this Acacia Root would have such a miraculous effect.

What is the most feared thing when traveling the martial arts world?

One is human nature, the other is poison.

Throughout history, countless powerful figures have fallen victim to poison.

Naturally, what does this immunity to all poisons represent?

A strong sense of security.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's like having several more lives.

But after a brief moment of shock, the girls' eyes lit up one after another.

Now that Chu Qinghe is willing to directly explain the effects of the Love-Longing Grass, it naturally means that the others also have a share.

After a moment, Qu Feiyan asked, "Since you're going to give money, why are you only giving five taels of gold?"

Chu Qinghe is usually very generous.

Logically speaking, after knowing the value of this Acacia crassifolia, the compensation to the stall owner shouldn't have been so meager.

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "Sometimes, giving the right amount of money is compensation, but giving too much might actually harm people."

That middle-aged man was too honest, and such an honest person suddenly having a large sum of money is likely to bring trouble upon himself.

After a moment's thought, Qu Feiyan immediately understood what Chu Qinghe meant.

Perhaps realizing the value of these herbs, Qu Feiyan changed from casually carrying the coarse cloth bundle to holding it in her arms.

And they dared not use too much force with either hand, as if afraid of damaging the acacia flower inside.

Such a gesture also made Chu Qinghe chuckle inwardly.

However, as the group walked towards the city gate, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue seemed to sense something, and their eyes narrowed slightly for a moment.

Following closely behind was Chu Qinghe, who also noticed the same thing.

Looking around, Chu Qinghe's gaze also drifted to a spot about twenty paces away from a few people.

Looking at the men who were walking around casually, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Oh no, we're being watched again?"

It's a holiday, a time for joy and happiness.

But some people are just blind and insist on causing trouble.

While inwardly grumbling, Chu Qinghe shook his head, then turned his gaze away and continued walking into the city.

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