This street wasn't chosen by Liu Yunqing; it was just a random street she picked after she left because she didn't want to exchange pleasantries with strange people. Unexpectedly, she gained something from it.

There aren't many shops on this street; some are small private shops, and most of the rest are small stalls.

Although the items sold at the street stalls are varied, they also come from a wide range of sources.

Such streets are very popular in the market, mostly used for finding bargains.

Liu Yunqing didn't have any intention of finding a bargain. First, she didn't think there were so many bargains to be found in the world, and second, she didn't think she was the only one with good judgment and good luck.

Of course, not having such thoughts doesn't mean not having the interest to browse around.

Liu Yunqing looked at each stall one by one, and the various items on the stalls, whether useful or not, made her forget about the inexplicable day she had just experienced.

However, this novel feeling did not last long.

After browsing through a dozen or twenty stalls, Liu Yunqing lost interest, because most of the items on the stalls were of little value.

Liu Yunqing stopped wandering around and focused all her attention on the spiritual plants and seeds.

She wasn't picky; she bought any spiritual plants or seeds that she had never seen before and that possessed some spiritual energy. In no time, she had a bulging storage bag full of them.

"What's this?"

As Liu Yunqing passed by another stall, she was attracted by a plant that looked like bamboo but was entirely fiery red, and she stopped to ask about it.

The stall owner was a lean cultivator. Hearing Liu Yunqing's question, he opened one of his triangular eyes, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and looked Liu Yunqing up and down before saying:

"This was brought out from a secret realm. I don't know exactly what it is, but I went to great lengths to obtain it. If you want it, fellow Daoist... just give me twenty spirit stones."

Liu Yunqing paused, her hand reaching for the pot of fiery red bamboo, and looked at the stall owner with a half-smile, saying:

"A common plant with no spiritual power costs twenty spirit stones?"

"Do you think I'm a sucker because I buy any kind of spiritual plant?"

Upon hearing Liu Yunqing's words, the stall owner stopped meditating, opened his triangular eyes, and was about to start boasting to Liu Yunqing.

Aside from Feng Piaopiao, Liu Yunqing couldn't stand the long-winded rambling and raised her hand to stop the other person from speaking, saying:

"Stop blowing, I don't want it anymore."

It's important to know that even the price of spiritual plants is based on their grade.

A seedling of a first-tier spiritual plant can be bought for one spirit stone, and even a slightly larger plant costs only one spirit stone.

A seedling of a second-tier spiritual plant costs between two and five spirit stones, with larger ones being more expensive.

In the cultivation world, even if you offered yourself up, nobody would want a morsel.

Although Liu Yunqing was rich, a dozen or twenty spirit stones were indeed nothing to her, but she was not a sucker.

If it weren't for the novelty of the fiery red bamboo, Liu Yunqing wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Seeing that Liu Yunqing wasn't even haggling over the price and was about to leave, the stall owner quickly reached out to stop him, saying:

"Hey, hey, hey, fellow Daoist, don't be in such a hurry to leave. In business, there always has to be a bargaining process!"

Liu Yunqing glanced at the potted bamboo, flipped his wrist, and took out a spirit stone, saying:

"Just an ordinary plant and a spiritual stone."

The stall owner's hand, which was reaching out to stop them, froze in mid-air, a look of unease on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, that's not how you bargain."

"Although this is just an ordinary plant, I obtained it with great difficulty from the secret realm. It has quite a unique quality, and a spirit stone is truly..."

Liu Yunqing observed the stall owner's expression; he did seem troubled, but his eyes showed no concern.

That troubled expression seemed more like a habitually applied one.

Bringing it out of the secret realm wasn't impossible for Liu Yunqing, but she didn't believe a word of the claim that it was "obtained with great difficulty."

After thinking for a moment, Liu Yunqing looked at the stall owner and said:

"Ordinary plants from a secret realm? Boss, are you sure?"

Seeing Liu Yunqing hesitate, the stall owner knew there was still hope, and quickly raised his hand confidently:

"I swear, I really got this from the secret realm. As for why ordinary plants grow there, I really can't explain it either, but isn't that what makes it even more peculiar?"

Liu Yunqing thought about it and agreed. If it really was obtained from a secret realm, and it was a common plant, it was worth buying it back and studying it.

Thinking this through, Liu Yunqing nodded and said:

"That's quite interesting."

Seeing this, the stall owner quickly rubbed his hands together and said:

"That's right, I'll give you a discount, fifteen spirit stones!"

Liu Yunqing nodded slowly, and before the stall owner could even express his delight, she simply quoted a price:

"Two spirit stones, if you don't want to sell, then forget it."

"Hey, hey, hey! Fellow Daoist, you're such a good bargainer! Alright, alright, two yuan it is!"

Seeing that Liu Yunqing's attitude was firm and she was not as mindless as he had imagined, the stall owner had no choice but to stop her and agree.

Anyway, although this thing was brought out from the secret realm, it was just a bunch of ordinary plants that he casually picked, and it was useless. In addition, it had been sitting there for a month, and if he couldn't sell it today, he planned to throw it away.

Now that someone was willing to pay two spirit stones, the stall owner got them for free. Without much hesitation, he sold them with a sorrowful expression but a happy heart.

Unfortunately, less than half an hour later, the stall owner experienced the profound sorrow that was true to his words.

"Boss, where's your potted red bamboo?"

"Sold."

When the stall owner heard someone ask about bamboo, he answered casually while looking at the person with some surprise.

This group of people were dressed strangely, unlike inland cultivators. They seemed to have come straight to their stall, specifically looking for the red bamboo.

Ignoring the stall owner's scrutiny, the newcomer, a effeminate-looking male cultivator at the head of the group, frowned and pressed for an answer:

"Who did you sell it to?"

The stall owner blinked, realizing something, and instead of immediately answering the question, asked:

"That's just an ordinary plant, why are you looking for it?"

A female cultivator to the right of the effeminate male cultivator, upon hearing this, revealed a mocking expression:

"Fan Zhi? You ignorant fool..."

"Junior Sister!" The effeminate male cultivator glared at the female cultivator, interrupting her, and with a flick of his wrist, produced a bag of spirit stones, handing it to the stall owner.

"We have found it for a purpose, so please tell us where the bamboo is."

The stall owner had already realized that the potted red bamboo was probably no ordinary object, and he was already regretting his actions.

Especially when she saw the storage bag containing spirit stones that the male cultivator handed over, she looked at it with longing, but in the end, she shook her head with great regret and said:

"The cultivators who stroll along this street come from all over the world, how could I possibly remember them all?"

The male cultivator frowned even more deeply, but he didn't intend to give up. He took out paper and pen and said:

"Then I would like to trouble you to draw a portrait of that buyer."

Seeing the stall owner's troubled expression, the male cultivator placed the spirit stone bag on the stall and said:

"As long as you are willing to draw a portrait, this bag of spirit stones will be a token of my gratitude."

The stall owner glanced at the bulging bag of spirit stones, which contained at least a hundred spirit stones. Thinking it was payment for the bamboo, he nodded.