Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 317: Plunder

Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr

"Thousand Bell Grass, Congealed Jade Incense, Yellow Vigor Fruit, Jade Return Grass, Heavenly Aroma Grass, Ghostface Ginseng… Ha, I can't believe there were so many treasures around us that we didn't know about. The school was really hiding it well!"

Within the Langya Blessed Land, Tang Jie sat on a small slope, roasting a large Ghostface Ginseng on a spit.

This Ghostface Ginseng was as large as a human thigh and was probably six to seven hundred years old. It had a mind of its own and was extremely wary, so Tang Jie had wasted a lot of time trying to catch it. Now tied to a spit with the golden thread, it occasionally shrieked, the face on the ginseng twisting in pain.

Tang Jie was unmoved, constantly turning the ginseng on the spit. The Ghostface Ginseng's cries began to fade, upon which he suddenly reached out and twisted the root, squeezing out a golden drop of liquid.

Tang Jie used his mouth to receive it, upon which a thunderous rumbling came from his belly that took some time to calm down. Tang Jie nodded in satisfaction. He saw that the Ghostface Ginseng had shriveled up, so he threw it away.

The liquid he had squeezed out just now could be considered the condensation of all the Ghostface Ginseng's essence. It was called Golden Jade Liquid, and one drop was worth one hundred drops of spiritual liquid, several dozen days of cultivation, or a bottle of Essence-Refining Pills.

Tang Jie's ginseng was six to seven hundred years old, and while he was still only able to get one drop, it was very energy-dense, one drop able to expand his Spiritual Space by more than 130 drops of spiritual liquid, comparable to more than half a bottle of True Essence Pills. If he could get seven or eight of them, Tang Jie could easily reach the peak of Spirit Sea, but even the Langya Blessed Land probably didn't have that many Ghostface Ginsengs of this level.

But Tang Jie was in no rush. This Langya Blessed Land had plenty of nice things. Even if there were no more Ghostface Ginsengs, there we

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