Chapter 18: Concocting Medicinal Solutions!

Tier-1 to tier-3 medicinal herbs were also known as old medicines. The age of these herbs were at least 100 to 300 years old. If the herbs used were 400 to 600 years old, the produced medicines would be known as spirit medicines. Any older than 600 and the result would be known as king medicines.

The blood-clotting grass was a tier-6 spirit herb, which also meant to say that it needed to grow for at least 600 years before it reached maturity. As a high-tier spirit herb used for healing wounds, it was extremely uncommon. Normal people would rarely chance upon such a herb, which grew in vast, dangerous forests where high-tier demonic beasts abounded.

Martial Hall Palace was merely a cultivation ground in a small town. Even if they had several Transformation Realm experts, wanting to get the high-tier blood-clotting grass would be no easy feat.

“Overseer, how could I be here to make fun of your hall? You yourself can see what has happened to my face! If you don’t have the blood-clotting grass, give me your best spirit herbs for healing wounds! I need them now.” Xiang Shaoyun was dumbfounded. It was only then that he considered that for a place as small as Martial Hall Palace, getting high-tier spirit herbs would be no easy task. Even if they had any, the elders would surely keep it for themselves and not bring it to the Medicine Hall to sell.

Seeing the wound on Xiang Shaoyun’s face, the overseer no longer pursued the matter of him making fun of them and replied, “We don’t have high-tier spirit medicines here, but we do have a low-tier spirit medicine here—reconciliation flower!”

“Reconciliation flower? The medical efficacy of this 400-year-old spirit medicine is a far cry from that of the blood-clotting medicine! But it’ll do for now,” Xiang Shaoyun replied, slightly unhappy.

“Kid, you sure talk big! The reconciliation flower is on that shelf over there. Go take a look first.” The overseer was left utterly speechless at Xiang Shaoyun’s choice of words.

Hastily walking over, Xiang Shaoyun caught sight of a sparkling, dark green flower placed in a transparent jade box. This was, without a doubt, the reconciliation flower used for treating wounds.

Just as he was about to take ahold of the box, he found that there was a price tag attached to the box. Upon taking a look, he reeled back in horror, “Five tho