Chapter 27: Recruiting Wandering Cultivators?
Lin Cong had shared something as private as his insights into breaking through a bottleneck. Such openness was a clear sign of trust and friendship.
If He Song were to get hung up over a few spirit stones after that, it would be petty and unbecoming.
With this thought, He Song looked at Lin Cong with a trace of admiration.
Years of acquaintance and Lin Cong's deliberate efforts to cultivate a friendship had brought them closer.
Now, Lin Cong's willingness to share details about breaking through to the mid-stage of Qi Refinement proved that, at least for now, he harbored no ill intentions toward He Song.
As long as He Song maintained their friendship and reciprocated with sincerity, Lin Cong would likely continue to be a reliable ally.
These thoughts swirled in He Song's mind before an idea struck him—a gesture of reciprocity.
"By the way, Daoist Lin, have you ever been to the Spirit Techniques Pavilion?" He Song asked, recalling the days when he'd spent countless hours flipping through miscellaneous books there during his early days in the cultivation world.
The Spirit Techniques Pavilion in Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market wasn't just a place to buy cultivation techniques and spells; it also offered a wealth of miscellaneous texts for reading.
These books covered an array of topics, from basic knowledge of the cultivation world to introductions to various skills, and even details about the territorial scope of major sects and factions.
For wandering cultivators, the Spirit Techniques Pavilion was a treasure trove of knowledge, even if it couldn't compare to the libraries of sects or clans, nor the guidance of experienced mentors.
wandering cultivators could read these books for a fee of one spirit stone per day.
However, as an internal staff of the Immortal Market, He Song had been exempt from this fee, saving himself several spirit stones.
He Song thought that if Lin Cong hadn't spent much time there, he should definitely take a look.
The knowledge would provide him with a better understanding of the cultivation world and reduce the likelihood of being misled in the future.
The thought of Lin Cong scouring the market for items to assist in breaking through to Qi Refinement mid-stage brought a faint smile to He Song's face.
If He Song were on the verge of breaking through, he'd undoubtedly consult his more experienced friends first.
Meng Guan and Wei Fan, who had reached the middle and even late stages of Qi Refinement, would have valuable insights to offer.
With Lin Cong's recent success serving as a live example, He Song could avoid many pitfalls when his own time came to advance.
"Spirit Techniques Pavilion?" Lin Cong mused for a moment before replying, "I've been there before to buy a few spells. But they're so expensive! I rarely go now. If I need a new spell, I usually get it from the market stalls—it's much cheaper."
As Lin Cong spoke, a smile crossed his face as though recalling some past experience.
"If you're planning to buy spells from the Spirit Techniques Pavilion, I'd advise you to check the market stalls instead. The spells there are far more affordable," he added.
He Song's expression remained calm, but inwardly, he couldn't help feeling a twinge of helplessness.
As expected, wandering cultivators prioritized cost above all else.
Of course, if He Song himself were a true wandering cultivator, he'd likely do the same.
But He Song wasn't an ordinary wandering cultivator.
He was an internal staff of the Immortal Market and, more importantly, a modern transmigrator who deeply understood the value of knowledge.
While he might not have the resources or mentorship of a sect disciple or clan scion, he still had an edge over true wandering cultivators.
In the cultivation world, knowledge came at a price:
Cultivation techniques cost spirit stones.
Spells cost spirit stones.
Skills and cultivation arts cost spirit stones.
Even the most basic understanding of the world of cultivation had its price.
Even the miscellaneous books in the Spirit Techniques Pavilion required spirit stones.
Given Lin Cong's current mindset, He Song felt that even if he mentioned the Pavilion's collection of books—where spending one spirit stone a day could quickly provide a wealth of cultivation knowledge—Lin Cong would likely decline due to the cost.
After some thought, He Song simply shook his head.
Sharing the information was his responsibility. Whether Lin Cong acted on it was up to him.
There was no need to go out of his way. He wasn't a babysitter who could spoon-feed every bit of wisdom.
"There are indeed miscellaneous books in the Spirit Techniques Pavilion. Reading them can provide a swift understanding of the cultivation world," He Song said honestly. "Daoist Lin, if you have the time, you could take a look. It costs only one spirit stone per day, and within a few days, you'll gain a solid understanding of the basics of the cultivation world."
Although he spoke truthfully, He Song wasn't optimistic about whether Lin Cong would actually go.
Still, now that he'd said his piece, He Song felt no regret.
Whether Lin Cong followed through was left to fate.
Just then, He Song noticed the server approaching with their food.
"Thank you for the advice, Daoist He! But today, let's enjoy ourselves and drink to our hearts' content. I'll think about the Spirit Techniques Pavilion tomorrow," Lin Cong said, his attention already on the incoming dishes.
Seeing Lin Cong's reaction, He Song said no more. He put down his tea and waited for the food to arrive.
Soon, a beautifully arranged table of dishes was placed before them.
The faint aroma of spiritual energy wafted from the food, and just a single whiff made them feel a refreshing surge of vitality.
The spiritual energy contained in the exquisite dishes was no small matter.
To complement the meal, two bowls of spirit rice were also served.
Spirit ingredients, spirit rice, and beast meat combined to create the luxurious feast before them.
In the cultivation world, anything devoid of spiritual energy was worthless.
But if something contained even the slightest spiritual energy, be it a simple rock, it could become a spirit stone.
With the dishes served, He Song and Lin Cong quickly dug in, savoring the meal.
As they ate and chatted casually, snippets of conversation from nearby tables caught their attention.
The Crimson Spirit Gold Mine, located not far from Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, had started recruiting wandering cultivators ten days ago.
Notices about the recruitment had been posted all over Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market.
Nearby Immortal Markets close to the mine had also displayed similar announcements.
The offer was enticing: 30 spirit stones a month.
This high reward had attracted a flood of wandering cultivators from several Immortal Markets to the Crimson Spirit Gold Mine.
However, the recruitment wasn't open to just anyone.
Only cultivators at or above the third level of Qi Refinement were eligible.
Those in the first or second level of Qi Refinement were excluded outright due to their insufficient cultivation levels.
The higher one's cultivation, the better.
The mine was said to have several Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed there, ensuring security and stability.
With such a strong setup and the promise of 30 spirit stones a month, the recruitment drive had become a magnet for wandering cultivators.
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