The house that stored the herbs was very big. It was also very tidy inside. There were rows upon rows of shelves where all sorts of herbs were placed neatly.
There was a slightly smaller room in the deeper part of the house. The herbs inside were different from the ones outside. They were for the Berserkers in the tribe. Normal tribe members could not enter.
Even if a common doctor came here, he or she would need the permission of the chief or the elder to enter the room, which was very important to the entire Dark Mountain Tribe.
However, these rules were useless against Su Ming. The elder had given Su Ming a special status a long time ago. He could enter the house whenever he wanted and it would make it easier for him to identify the herbs.
Once he stepped into the house, Su Ming saw Bei Ling holding Chen Xin's hand before him as they walked towards the small room filled with precious herbs. There was an old man sitting cross-legged outside the door. That old man wore a beast skin robe. He was frail, his hair was white, and his face was covered in wrinkles. He originally had his eyes closed, but at that moment, he opened them a slit and took the sign from Bei Ling and Chen Xin. He cast a glance at it, but there was no change in his expression before he closed his eyes once again.
Su Ming's footsteps slowed down. He knew that Bei Ling did not want to see him, so in silence, he did not follow him into the small room. Instead, he walked around the rows of shelves and looked at the herbs on them. Su Ming was very familiar with them. He had picked almost every single one of them before.
When he was done looking at them, Bei Ling and Chen Xin still had not come out. Su Ming hesitated for a moment and hesitated outside the small room.
"Young La Su, why are you hesitating?" As Su Ming hesitated, an old voice reached his ears. He lifted his head and saw that the owner of the voice belonged to the old man who stood guard outside the small room all year round.
"Grandpa Nan Song, I'm no longer a La Su …" Su Ming scratched his head and smiled.
"I remember now. The La Su of your generation completed the Berserker's Awakening a few months ago. I can't call you young La Su anymore." The old man grinned. His eyes were filled with kindness.
"Since you're here, why don't you go in? Don't be afraid, I'll support you! I even dared to snatch your elder's woman in the past. What's there to be afraid of? "The old man winked and teased him.
Su Ming widened his eyes. This was the first time he heard of something like this. After a moment of hesitation, he pushed open the door to the room with a bitter smile and walked in.
He was not hesitating about Chen Xin, as the old man had said. He was just thinking about Bei Ling, who he owed a debt of gratitude to. He did not know how to explain it to him. Even after so many years, Bei Ling was still as cold as ever.
'Oh well …' Su Ming sighed. The moment he pushed open the door to the small room, he saw the handsome man standing beside Chen Xin, who was choosing herbs. He turned his head around and cast him a cold glance with a frown.
Once Su Ming met his gaze, he walked towards the shelf by the side. He ignored the two of them and started examining the herbs used to create Mountain Spirit based on his memories.
Chen Xin also saw Su Ming. She wanted to say something, but after a moment of hesitation, she did not speak. She was gradually growing up and understood many things. She also came to know of her relationship with Bei Ling. The hint of affection she had for Su Ming when she was young slowly faded away.
"Night Marrow Grass …"
'Thousand Leaf Flower …' Su Ming walked around the small room slowly. He swept his gaze across the valuable herbs and eventually found the two herbs he needed to create Mountain Spirit.
'It's a pity I don't have the last one …' As Su Ming fell into deep thought, he looked through all the herbs in the small room.
By then, Chen Xin and Bei Ling had also finished choosing the herbs they needed. Once Chen Xin bade farewell to Su Ming, she was dragged out of the room by Bei Ling. Before they left, Bei Ling paused. He did not turn his head back, but instead spoke calmly.
"If you don't have a Berserker Body, these herbs are useless to you! You might as well leave them for the other tribe members. Take care. "Once he finished speaking, Bei Ling left with Chen Xin.
Su Ming remained silent. He lifted his head and looked at the two of them leaving. He did not speak. Instead, he took the two herbs he needed and left the room.
The old man sitting by the door did not mind Su Ming bringing out the herb. Instead, he looked at Su Ming with an interested expression.
'Grandpa Nan Song … It's not what you think …' Su Ming touched his nose.
"What am I thinking? I didn't mention the complicated relationship between you and the two young La Sus. I didn't. "The old man laughed.
Su Ming's face turned slightly red. He felt a little awkward. Suddenly, he had an idea. He crouched down and looked at the old man.
"Grandpa Nan Song, have you seen this herb before?" As Su Ming spoke, he drew a picture of an herb on the ground.
The old man smiled. He lowered his head and looked at it. There was a contemplative look in his eyes. After a while, he slapped his forehead.
"Isn't this Cloud Gauze Grass? We don't have this herb in Dark Mountain. It needs a special environment to grow. Among the tribes around here, only Wind Stream Tribe sells it. Why do you want it?"
"I saw it in one of the elder's books but I couldn't find it even after searching for a long time in Dark Mountain. So that's why." Realization dawned on Su Ming's face.
"Of course we don't have it. This is a good herb for Berserkers at the lower levels of the Blood Solidification Realm. Even if Wind Stream Tribe sells it to the public, the price would be too high. But if you want it, you can ask your elder to bring you to the square outside Wind Stream Tribe. They often sell all sorts of herbs there." The old man shook his head and smiled.
Su Ming had an idea. After asking a few more questions, he stood up and bade farewell to the old man. Under the old man's playful gaze, Su Ming quickly left.
Once he walked out of the herb storage place, Su Ming started walking on the snow in the tribe with a heavy heart.
'Cloud Gauze Grass … I can gather all the other herbs for Mountain Spirit but this Cloud Gauze Grass … Grandpa Nan Song said it's very expensive … Hah.' Su Ming frowned and searched his body. Besides the stone coins he found on Black Mountain Tribe's Yu Chi, he did not have any other money on him.
In the tribe, they usually traded for other items. They rarely needed money. But once they left the tribe and went to the outside world, they would need to use stone coins to trade for the items they needed.
Stone coins were a type of coin made from a unique stone. Only large tribes could make them. If anyone made them without permission, then the large tribes in the area under their control would face extermination.
Su Ming only found three stone coins after searching his body. They all belonged to the dead Yu Chi. As for Su Ming himself, he did not have a single one of them.
'Without money, how am I supposed to buy them … If only I had 100 … 1,000 stone coins … As for the square, I've heard the elder mention its approximate location before. Once the tribe members become Berserkers, they can go there together. It's not too far from here …' Su Ming smiled bitterly. His head was starting to hurt.
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