Longevity Through Cautious Cultivation

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Morning.

Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market.

Slivers of sunlight poured down from the sky, casting a gentle glow over the entire Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market.

As the sun rose, the market gradually came alive.

Shadows mingled and crossed.

On the not-so-wide street, cries of vendors echoed from all directions.

“Low-grade Earth Talisman! Essential for home protection! Five spirit stones each!”

“Spirit rice! Homegrown spirit rice, one spirit stone for ten jin!”

“Low-grade beast meat, one spirit stone for two jin!”

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The spring breeze carried a trace of chill as passersby hurried along the street.

Only the vendors watched the crowd with hopeful eyes, eager for business.

He Song tugged at his sleeves, his gaze sweeping over the people around him. After lingering by the spirit rice stall, he reluctantly looked away and turned his attention to the ordinary rice displayed beside it.

Spirit rice was delicious, and it could enhance one’s cultivation.

But with his pockets nearly empty, filling his stomach took precedence.

“Senior, please weigh me twenty jin of ordinary rice,” He Song said as he approached the rice stall.

“All right, two spirit sand coins.”

Spirit sand was a currency smaller than spirit stones—a single spirit stone could be exchanged for one hundred grains of spirit sand.

As for mundane silver or gold, such things were worthless in the world of cultivation.

Here, only items infused with spiritual energy held value, and the smallest uni