Chapter 143
"Prince, are you really coming with me? I can't take you with me forever." Fu Le stroked the monkey's head affectionately. The little guy was only a month old and always liked to stay on her shoulder. He also liked to ask her for animal milk, and he even refused to drink his mother's milk.
Even the Queen Mother's protests to the Monkey King were to no avail.
Fu Le felt that in the eyes of the female monkey, he was the third party who stole her male monkey and her baby.
'Squeak squeak squeak...' The little monkey hugged Fu Le's neck and rubbed against him affectionately.
Okay, she can't get rid of him.
Let's do it together then. There are still more than nine months left, which is a long time. She's quite lonely, so it would be good for her to keep each other company.
I've been running around looking at the mountain until my legs are about to give out.
The same is true in the forest.
As the skeletal puppet beast swept across the forest, the animals in the forest seemed to sense it, constantly letting out mournful cries, and one could even hear them running for their lives, the jungle rustling with noise.
Fu Le was surprised that her puppet beast actually possessed a powerful aura.
The puppet beast flew for about seven or eight hours before finally leaving the forest. Fu Le, whose buttocks were calloused from sitting so long, decided to find a flat hillside at the edge of the forest to set up camp and rest.
On the lush green hillside, the campfire crackled and popped, and chunks of meat brushed with seasonings emitted a fragrant aroma.
The little prince squatted by the fire, scratching his ears and cheeks in frustration, whimpering incessantly.
Seeing that it was in a hurry, Fu Le took out more fish pieces and grilled them, speeding up the process.
"Drink some milk first, you can't eat too much meat yet." Fu Le handed over a small bowl of milk.
The little prince would hold the basin, drink a few sips, then turn to look at the meat on the campfire, repeating this over and over until his neck was almost worn out.
"Haha, you little glutton." Fu Le patted the little guy's head and read by the firelight.
In the forest, a group of hunters were drooling with enticement from the aroma wafting from afar.
"Captain, where is that delicious smell coming from? It's too much! I'm so hungry, so hungry!" The red-haired boy cried out, clutching his stomach.
The man in the lead glanced at him but didn't say a word.
Who isn't? But all they can do is boil or roast.
"Ah Le, you should stop now. All we have is animal meat, which we're waiting to sell for spirit pearls," another blue-haired youth replied, slashing at the thorny branches on the ground with his longsword.
"When can we exchange for spirit beads and finally get some spirit crystals? This cruel world is like this. We ordinary people are treated like cattle and horses. Even if we work ourselves to death, we can only save up a few spirit beads at the end of the year."
"The barbecue is really good; the aroma is intoxicating."
A hunting team of more than ten young people moved swiftly through the jungle.
After Fu Le and the little monkey finished eating the roasted meat, they ate some fruit to cleanse their mouths. They then took out some more meat to roast, since there was nowhere to roast meat in the city.
Who knows if the restaurants around here will suit my taste?
Fu Le heard a series of hurried footsteps, but he tilted his head and didn't pay any attention to them, since they were just people.
There's nothing to fear about humans. Her energy has grown stronger, reaching the second tier. If any humans on this continent possess any powerful techniques or spiritual energy, she'll unleash it directly.
She refused to believe it; they were all human, how could they not be afraid of firearms?
"Ah, we found it!! I see a light, Captain!!"
The sound arrived, and so did the person. Hurried footsteps passed through the woods, parting the dense, tall grass to reveal their head.
He was a red-haired boy in ancient costume. His red hair was braided and hung down his back. He had flowing bangs in front of his forehead, and a red rope headband was wrapped around his forehead. A crystal ornament with a clear, prismatic shape hung in the center of his forehead.
The clothes he wore were unlike those seen on TV; his chest was covered in armor, his legs had knee guards, and a fur belt was around his waist with a crescent-shaped water pouch hanging from it.
As soon as he appeared, more people emerged from the dense forest, which was taller than a person.
Fu Le: ...
Goodness, this is almost a complete spectrum of colors, and there isn't a single black hair. Is hair dyeing really popular here?
"Wow, Captain, look, her hair is black!! My god, why does she have black hair? Is she a new human?" The red-haired boy was the first to exclaim in surprise.
Fu Le: Okay, even black hair is an anomaly now.
When Gu Yan looked over, Fu Le happened to look up as well. The moment their eyes met, both of them looked puzzled.
Blue hair and blue eyes? Red hair and red eyes, does that mean their eye color matches their hair color?
Fu Le's gaze swept across each young face, and he was surprised to find that it was true; whatever the hair color was, that was the color of the eyes.
Are they even human?
Gu Yan was stunned when he saw the man with black hair and black eyes.
What kind of cultivation technique does this girl practice? It's black!
"What can I do for you?" Fu Le took the roasted meat, put it into a wooden bucket, and prepared to carry it into the tent.
The red-haired boy, who had been wondering about Fu Le's hair and eye color, became anxious when he saw her actions. "Miss, can we trade with you for roasted meat? Animal meat, is that alright?" He took a few steps forward, licked his lips, and his red eyes almost stuck to them.
Fu Le didn't answer immediately. She noticed that the group of people's eyes kept glancing at her flesh, and she probably realized that her flesh smelled so good that it had attracted them.
"Only meat?" Fu Le asked.
She already has enough meat in her space; exchanging meat for meat is just trading cooked for raw, which isn't very appealing.
"How about beast cores?" Gu Yan asked. They had been fighting all day and were exhausted. If they could have some ready-made food, that would be even better. Besides, her meat was so fragrant, definitely better than the black meat they roasted themselves.
Gu Yan walked a few steps away from Fu Le, raised his hand, and a bright white beast core the size of a thumb appeared in his palm.
Fu Le: No wonder the shuttle sent her here, because there are also space pouches and spatial rings here.
She pursed her lips, took it, and saw a line of text: Yingying Beast Pill, Level 1 Pill, can be used as medicine, clears meridians, can be absorbed, replenishes energy.
"How much money can this one be exchanged for?" Fu Le asked.
Gu Yan was taken aback by her question, not understanding why she asked it, but he still replied good-naturedly, "Thirty spirit pearls. Thirty spirit pearls can buy a hundred catties of beast meat." Subconsciously, Gu Yan added the last sentence, sensing that she might want to know.
"How much meat do you want to trade with me?"
Zhao Le (the red-haired boy)'s eyes lit up when he heard this. "We each want twenty catties of meat." Seeing the girl's unfriendly look, Zhao Le paused. "Two catties each is also possible. We'll trade you our beast cores for it, okay?"
"Twenty beast cores can be exchanged for a hundred pounds of roasted meat."
"What?! Why don't you just rob it?!" The blond-haired boy almost jumped up, his handsome face filled with anger.
Gu Yan grabbed the blond boy, shook his head, and then looked at Fu Le, saying, "Miss, we are all spirit practitioners from the scattered alliance. The spirit pearls we collect are all for returning to our mission. Today is only the first day, and we don't have many beast cores. How about this: if each of us has one level-one beast core, can we exchange them for a hundred catties of meat?"
Fu Le raised an eyebrow, looking at Gu Yan's handsome face with a faint smile, and confirmed that this was their captain, someone who could control the situation.
"Can."
"Then thank you, young lady." Gu Yan clenched his left fist and lightly punched his right shoulder to express his gratitude, then set up camp about five meters away from Fu Le.
The boys scattered to collect dry branches, some went to find water, while others stayed behind to start a fire. In short, under Gu Yan's arrangement, everyone had something to do.
As the campfire blazed, Gu Yan collected the beast core and handed it to Fu Le, who then took it. He then took about a hundred pounds of meat, cut it, skewered it, brushed it with seasoning, and put it on the grill.
The sizzling sound of meat tantalizingly tempted everyone's appetite. Some of the boys simply sat still in the camp, their eyes glued to Fu Le as he brushed on the sauce and grilled the meat.
Gu Yan's throat bobbed repeatedly, and he paused from time to time while chopping firewood, his eyes fixed on the direction of the roasting meat.
Zhao Le was even more straightforward, sitting directly opposite Fu Le and helping to flip the items.
Fu Le couldn't help but laugh. "These are all set, take them." She said this to Zhao Le, the boy whose name differed from hers by only one surname.
Zhao Le stood up abruptly, "Thank you, young lady." Then he picked up a bucket and went back.
Then, from the other end came, "Mine, mine, I want it..."
"Mine, oh my, it's delicious, ahhh... someone stepped on my foot..."
Seeing the group of teenagers fighting over the meat, Fu Le was both amused and exasperated. He quickened his pace in flipping the roasted meat and no longer felt the displeasure he had felt at being treated like a chef.
She's an average cook, but she can grill meat!
"Little Prince, go sleep in the tent." The little guy squatted on Fu Le's shoulder, nodding his head little by little. Fu Le said with a little heartache.
'Squeak...' The little monkey rubbed against Fu Le's ear, then leaped up and burrowed into the tent.
Fu Le roasted no less than a hundred catties of meat and stored it in his space. The person opposite him had already eaten and drunk their fill and started to brew tea with pots and pans.
As Gu Yan put a few herbs into the pot to boil, a unique and pleasant fragrance wafted over.
“Young lady, this is a calming herb. It can be brewed into tea to aid digestion, quench thirst, and improve blood circulation. Would you like to try some?” Gu Yan asked with a smile.
"Thanks."
After drinking their fill and still feeling refreshed, everyone started chatting casually.
"Miss Fu, we are all registered spirit practitioners of the Scattered Alliance. Which family do you belong to?"
"A recluse".
Gu Yan, who was still waiting for Fu Le to introduce herself, didn't get what he wanted. He looked at the girl opposite him in surprise. He didn't expect this girl to be so cautious. However, he could understand that this was how one should be when traveling alone.
"Is Miss Fu going to Qucheng to attend the Wancheng Chamber of Commerce?"
Fu Le shook his head. "I come from a small town. My purpose in coming here is to gain experience. What is this Wancheng Chamber of Commerce you mentioned?"
“I know, I know,” Zhao Le chimed in with a grin. “Every ten years on the third day of the third month, the Spirit Continent hosts a grand trade fair in Qu City, which lasts for three months. Various factions and individual merchants come to trade goods. At the fair, you can find almost anything you can imagine, and everything is of high quality and low price, allowing everyone to get what they need. Local powers don’t collect any taxes during these three months, so everyone can trade as they please. Without taxes, goods are naturally cheaper, and as long as both parties are satisfied, no one will interfere with the price, no matter what it is.”
Fu Le listened attentively, "Is everything traded using spirit pearls? Is the silver here the same as spirit pearls? Is gold acceptable?" If it's bartering, the things she has in her space are probably not enough in a place where even a single spirit plant has miraculous effects.
“Gold is also acceptable, but if you want to buy items from spirit practitioners, you can only use spirit beads. Spirit practitioners need to cultivate. Ordinary spirit practitioners like us have a high demand for spirit beads. The spirit beasts we kill in these wild forests and the beast cores we collect are all used to exchange for spirit beads for cultivation.” Another blue-haired youth, also eager to share, sat by Fu Le’s campfire and said this.
"Is gold or spirit pearls the only way to obtain spirit pearls here? Are there any other common currencies?"
"Fu Le, have you never been born? It seems like you don't understand anything," Zhao Le asked in confusion.
Before Fu Le could react, Gu Yan glared at Zhao Le and said, "If you can't speak properly, then shut up."
“It’s alright. I grew up in a remote town where we trade in gold, not other currencies,” Fu Le said with a smile.
She didn't care that these people looked down on her, nor was she afraid of what they might do to her.
To Fu Le's surprise, the boys lost their previous restraint after he said that. Instead, they all surrounded him, their postures no longer stiff, and they began to explain some common knowledge about the Spirit Continent to him.
For example, the cultivation techniques they practice can cause their eyes and hair color to change to the same attribute. Their hair and eyes are silver when they are born, so it seems incredible to see someone with black eyes and black hair.
On the spirit pearls are spirit crystals, which are of higher purity. One hundred spirit pearls are equal to one spirit crystal, and one hundred spirit crystals are equal to one level one spirit stone. Spirit stones are divided into nine levels, each with a ratio of one to one hundred.
Spiritual beings are also graded. Before becoming a spiritual being, one is a primordial martial artist. Martial artists are divided into nine levels. Only after breaking through the ninth level can one become a first-level spiritual being. Spiritual beings are then divided into nine levels again. What lies above the Great Perfection of a spiritual being is unknown to anyone. No one on the entire spiritual being continent can break through the spiritual being boundary, so no one knows what lies above the spiritual being.
"Do innate martial artists cultivate internal energy?" Fu Le's heart skipped a beat when she heard the word "innate martial artist." Was it possible for her internal energy to be rapidly improved here?
“Yes, from the first rank to the ninth rank, then enter the acquired realm, cultivate to perfection, and step into the Spirit Master rank.” Gu Yan explained with a smile, “Young lady, you are a second-rank innate martial artist, right? You still need to work hard. At your age and with your cultivation level, it is too dangerous for you to travel alone.”
Fu Le: !!!
Damn it, I saw through her! Was she really that weak?
Fu Le felt a little dejected for a moment. She had always thought she was an expert, but she didn't expect that others had seen through her at a glance.
Gu Yan noticed Fu Le's pale face and awkwardly scratched his head. Just as he was about to say something to calm down, he heard the other ask, "Where do you get the cultivation techniques for innate martial artists?"
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