As Zhao Feng entered the cave, he immediately felt cold.
As he went deeper, the area inside the cave increased. There were some deadly beasts and wild beasts inside the cave, but they were all weak. As he could see them from far away, he used his silver bow to pick them off.
When they got close, he would use his new curved blade. The blade would easily slice through the deadly beasts.
Soon, a blood-red rock wall appeared and under the red rock wall, there was a blood-red pond. Time to time, there were bubbles popping on the surface of the pond.
Zhao Feng didn’t know what the red liquid was, but he felt that its aura was similar to that of the python’s.
“Blood plant, Blood Spirit Grass, Blood Bamboo rock… Three hundred years old, five hundred years old, one thousand years old… ”
Zhao Feng laughed as his eyes rested upon the red rock.
Some treasured medicines grew on the rock wall and the oldest one had reached one thousand years. As Zhao Feng had once eaten two and three hundred year old resources, he obviously knew the worth of these medicines.
A normal five hundred year old blood plant was worth twenty-thousand or so.
As for blood plants and blood spirit grasses over one thousand years of age, there weren’t any in stock in Sun Feather City.
Zhao Feng roughly calculated that there were around twenty three hundred year old plants, over ten five hundred year plants and three one thousand year old plants.
“Five hundred year old plants are great for normal martial artists. As for thousand year old plants, they are even rare for cultivators of the sixth rank and Martial Masters (7th rank and higher).”
Zhao Feng couldn’t restrain his happiness.
When one didn’t die there was definitely luck coming your way.
Zhao Feng had been in a life death situation, but he survived. And in despair, he came to this land of luck.
As Zhao Feng walked towards the red rock wall, he didn’t pick the precious plants immediately.