"Buy it!" Jiu Zui roared, throwing a handful of the Sect Leader's high-grade spirit stones at the bewildered vendor. "Buy two! We'll use one as a planter!"
They moved to a stall selling highly illegal, venomous spirit-plants.
"Are those Ghost-Thread Chilies?!" Ji'an gasped, practically vibrating with excitement. "They say a single drop of oil from those chilies can paralyze a cultivator's tongue for a week! If I dilute it by a factor of ten thousand, it'll provide the perfect, numbing málà sensation for a Szechuan hot pot!"
"Take the whole bushel!" Jiu Zui cheered, paying triple the asking price just because he liked the color of the vendor's hat.
Ji'an was in paradise. She was acquiring tools and ingredients that would have taken her decades of grinding sect missions to afford.
