On the side, the old hen started clucking.
Zhou Qing casually patted some spirit stone powder to feed it as a reward.
"Of course, I discovered it by accident!" Zhou Qing could only lie.
Yan Xiaohu held the spirit egg, his eyes glowing as he looked at Zhou Qing. "Fourth Brother, I’m willing to buy it for a top-grade spirit stone."
Zhou Qing immediately shook his head. "Not for sale, not for any price."
"Come on, it’s a top-grade spirit stone."
"I know, but I prefer a steady stream."
"At least lend it to me for a few days. After all, now that you’ve made a fortune, you don’t really need this spirit egg."
"What’s to consider? It’s settled then. Wow, this old hen is so cute. From now on, you’ll follow me, Master Hu. Look at those eyes, totally fearless."
If Lingyun Mansion is considered the center, then the five major sects and thousands of smaller nearby sects are located to the east.
On the other three sides, there are also many forces that are no weaker than the five major sects and vast territories.
And this is merely one of the weakest mansions in the Eight Prefectures and Seventy-Two Mansions of the Holy Martial Dynasty, illustrating how vast a fourth-level cultivation country is.
Despite this, encompassing billions of beings, the Holy Martial Dynasty only started to slowly upgrade after the Old Emperor broke through to Spirit Slash over three thousand years ago.
It’s said that the territory of a fifth-level cultivation country is at least ten times that of a fourth-level cultivation country. Of course, that’s just the land area; the resources aren’t even in the same league.
When Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu finally arrived at the capital of Lingyun Mansion after a three-month journey, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
Towering walls reaching the clouds, entirely forged from the incredibly sturdy obsidian and refined iron, gleamed under the sunlight, resembling an endless iron dragon lying across the land.
On top of the walls, the flags of the Holy Martial Dynasty fluttered in the wind, each banner seemingly bearing the glory and splendor of Lingyun Mansion.
As the two of them entered the city like country bumpkins, the bustling scene overwhelmed them.
The wide streets, paved with massive green stones, could accommodate several carriages side by side.
On both sides of the streets, shops lined up, pavilions towered high, and all sorts of beautifully decorated buildings stood magnificently. The people walking around had auras of blood qi that far surpassed those in Flame Dragon City and Cyan Wood City, which were mostly populated by ordinary mortals.
Most of the people here were either dressed in tight garb or carrying swords, exuding a strong cultivation aura.
The surroundings were filled with the sounds of people, the traders’ hawking, and the customers haggling, intertwined continually. Various rare treasures and divine weapons filled the markets, dazzling the eyes.
"How is it, how is it?" Yan Xiaohu, squeezed in the crowd with the old hen in his arms, was full of excitement.
Zhou Qing looked around curiously as well; this was truly a grand city.
"Let’s go, let’s eat. Your senior brother will treat!" Yan Xiaohu dragged Zhou Qing inside.
Soon after, they found a random restaurant and quickly ordered food.
"The things here are so expensive. The money for one meal here could buy five or six meals back in Flame Dragon City at the foot of the mountain."
After ordering, Yan Xiaohu said painfully.
Zhou Qing laughed, "Nothing we can do. This isn’t our little place. Even if the prices are high, there’s no shortage of customers."
"That’s true. Forget it, we’ve already ordered. What’s the use of worrying? It only creates unnecessary trouble. Big hens, small hens, hens, hens, old hens, Master Hu has ordered stuff for you too, eat well."
Yan Xiaohu gently stroked the old hen’s feathers.
Zhou Qing smiled and shook his head slightly. Along the way, all the eggs the old hen laid ended up with Third Senior Brother. He didn’t mind, after all, the spirit stone powder to feed it was always provided by Third Senior Brother.
He even fancifully discussed with Zhou Qing the idea of feeding the old hen the herbs they bought for the Nascent Soul Formation Pill, wondering if it might directly lay a top-grade pill.
This left Zhou Qing speechless. It just refines and extracts, it’s not an alchemy furnace.
But maybe it could lay a medicinal egg!
"You two handsome, elegant young men, may I share a table? There’s really no place left!"
At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from nearby.